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| This is... familar. I've been here before. | |
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| We've been here many times, you know. I am a pirate. From the future. | |
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| We is livin' on a party farm, baby. Let's flip a truck and build a castle. I ain't gonna live forever. | |
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| I make this proclamation. Serve your land and nation. Being an accountant is a modest occupation. | |
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| Why won't you people leave me alone? I cannot roam the road. When you live out on the wire, you gotta leave when money's scarce. | |
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| You seem not to be in mind, your brain is outside time. Perhaps the influence of the knife is preventing proper life. I do believe you're rather deprived. | |
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