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| Sorry Maura but I have to let you go. | |
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| Frankly, yes! You can't seem to make them without my originals coming back smelling of shit. | |
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| I'm sorry sir. I just don't understand it. | |
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...but truth be told......
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| Oh oh, gotta hurry...here comes Maura. Time to copy my ass while farting! | |
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