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| Joeseph, tis I, the God of Abraham. | |
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| Oh Lord of Heaven and Earth, great adolations shall I give up to thee. | |
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| Now Joeseph, you may dispense with the formalities, we are after all, family. | |
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| Indeed, speaking of which, how is your wife and my kid? | |
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| Christ, I hope this isn't another booty call. I can't keep supporting this deadbeat's kids. | |
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