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| Hey Dad, where's George Carlin? I want to ask him something. | |
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| Don't tell me you didn't let him in! | |
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| Oh, I let him in. Look, it's time I told you... Heaven has a VIP section, and I don't want you tooling around in there, embarrassing me. | |
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| Anyway, I'll be in the VIP till past midnight. I put some Hot Pockets in the freezer; text the cell if you need something. | |
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