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What're you thinking about, Johnny?
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Well, you can't Johnny, and never will be.
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Your parents rich, Johnny? Got good health insurance? Don't think so, otherwise you wouldn't be in that chair in the first place. Now quit bitchin' and accept your lousy handout.
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