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Beware the Jabberwock my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
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| Why are you still bothering me? | |
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| Because I want to be friends. | |
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| You mean that you want to validify being a cold-hearted floozie while at the same time having at least one friend since almost everybody else hates you. | |
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| Oooooooh! Snicker-snack, biatch! | |
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