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| Wanna buy some white squares, man? | |
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| No way. I haven't done white squares since the '60s. Those were some wild times, man. | |
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| One time I took 18 white squares and washed them down with a bottle of mouth wash. I SAW GOD THAT NIGHT, MAN! I STARED RIGHT INTO HIS FUCKING EYES! | |
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| Behold! I have magically turned into a flying shark! | |
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