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| Oh it's so sweet of you to bring us here. | |
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| Yea, thank god I have enough gas to get home. | |
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| I understand the picnic basket and food and stuff, but why the shovel and lime? | |
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| Eat some food and I'll tell you. | |
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| You're not trying to kill me again, are you? | |
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| What?! Are you still mad at me for accidently leaving the gas on in your kitchen and offering you're dad a cigarette while I was leaving? | |
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