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| Dear lord... I find my thoughts straying to those of lucious, young choir boys again... | |
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| Molest them, they love that sort of stuff! | |
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| Good conscience, what say you? | |
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| Bad conscience is right, screw 'em stupid. | |
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| See, Jimmy, this is our "special" confessional... | |
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| Father, why is there a mirror on the ceiling? | |
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