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| All right, Wilford, I'll dance with you, but you've just got to be careful with this growth I've got hanging out of my side. | |
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| It would be a lot easier, Ethel, if it wasn't dragging on the...OOP! | |
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| Auuuuuuuggggh! You popped it! Fading, fading fast... | |
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| I didn't mean to, Ethel! No, don't leave me! Nooooooooooo! | |
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| It's a good thing I've got Alzheimertops' Disease, or I'd feel real guilty about this tomorrow. | |
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