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| Zut alors! You killed Pierre! My brother! My twin! My life! | |
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| At least spare me so I can carry on the BrrCHUHlaCHUHraCHUH family name. | |
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| You're in luck, Cecil. The EPA only lets me burn one frenchy a month. So you can live, but must become my stinky french sidekick. | |
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| I agree, but prefer to be called Pierre Deux, in memory of my brother. | |
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| Gotta go with a negatory on that one, Cees. Now spritz me. | |
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