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| Howerya doin there Stephone you pale greenhorn? | |
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| Zeke. Somethin ain't right Zeke. I've lost my accent. | |
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| You're lookin kinda crazy there cowboy. What are ya seein? | |
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| Hep meh Zeke. My ass itches somethin awfull and you look like some kinda rabbit freak! | |
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| Just think happy thoughts son. | |
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| I'll never sit at the keyboard for 96 hours straight again. There's no place like home ... no place like home ... no place ... Sweet Jesus help me. | |
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