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| Where are your single beer's? | |
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| Just over there in the cooler | |
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| I am here master, I'm coming | |
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The lunatic identifies himself as prisoner # 34678 and demands a cab and begins guzzling his beer spilling most of it on his face and shirt
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| Have you met God?...If the queen knew how much gold and silver is hidden in the hills there would be trouble | |
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