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| Yo my sweet young thing.. how's bout you and I head to my place? | |
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| Sweet Lord... I want to lash his flesh with my whip at this very moment. | |
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| That sounds marvelous! Lead the way! I will follow you to the ends of the earth, my dashing Romeo! | |
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| *mumble* Gouge his eyes out with my beak... stab him in the chest with an ice pick... | |
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