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| Hey man, you feeling alright? You've been hitting the tequila pretty hard. | |
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| Just shut up and get me some fucking pen and paper. | |
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| Things not go so well with the talking? | |
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| Huh? Oh, yeah, apparently she's still talking to her first love or some shit. Want to do a shot? | |
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| You might want to lay off the booze a bit. | |
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| Fuck writing, I need something to hit. Oh, look, someone left a brick wall sitting here. | |
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