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| Every day the sexy penguin whips me | |
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| Dude, why are you staring at me like that | |
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| Well, she's not really a penguin. She's not even a she. It's my friend, Ted. And he never whips me, we just talk about what's on television. | |
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| Seriously, knock it off. What the... are you getting a boner? What the hell?! | |
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| My imagination keeps me sane | |
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