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| Why was I born with a nail in my head? | |
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| I'm not sure, but I'm gonna fight for slavery. | |
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| I'm doomed to a life of repetition. What else is there to do with a nail in the head, other than pound it in farther? | |
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| Don't ask me. I hate black people. | |
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| Do you know how to work a cotton gin? Maybe I have some work for you then. | |
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