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| Well now that you have escaped my scummy old pirate vessel; lets go discuss our maturity on this guys door step. | |
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Boston Bob hollars to Trevor...
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| Hey get yous cotton picking arse back down here; those clouds are filthy! | |
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| Wow! Dr.Arnoldson was right, every cloud does have a silver lining! | |
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| Well I am so glad to see you back here with faggy ol me! Now we can light off these flamable cocktail bombs on this guys door step. | |
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| Yay! I call the one with the bio-hazardous sign on it! | |
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