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| Aaaah! God, I'm finally out of that there bitch's stomach. Ungrateful little whore. | |
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| Grandma, I brought the hot wat... oh! It looks like the delivery was a success! Congratulations! Is it a boy or a girl? | |
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| Bitch! What are you doing still alive? I just clawed my way out of your bunghole! | |
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| Hey, that baby looks like the woodsman's also! Grandma, have you been fooling around *again?* | |
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| Look, why don't you go take your basket full of goodies over to the woodsman and see what all the fuss is about yerself. | |
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