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Mr. Butch 'borrows' a DVD player and 'rents' a scary movie...
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| What's she doing now, master? | |
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| Well... uh... Jesus... damn, girl, stay in the well! | |
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| Seven Days... Seven Days..! | |
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| If only he'd buy me a mirror, I'd be able to watch my self. Sigh... does that make me narcissistic? | |
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| Fuck, television set. You better not be lettin' little freaky girls crawl out of you, or I'll have my crowbar on you! | |
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