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| Look Mitch, I don't have time for your awkward shit. Walk with me. | |
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| Here's the thing about Christmas. You've either got to keep yourself distracted with the usual whirlwind of bullshit, or you'll start dwelling on yourself and how sad you are. | |
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| Do you ever get sad at Christmas? | |
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| What, me? Hell no. I own a goddamn robot factory, son! | |
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