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| What-What and all that, move it along you crusty ol' beggar--you remind me of one of Keira Knightley's dried up ovaries. | |
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| I have no idea what you're talking about--I'm a business man wearing a suit and tie. | |
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| It also appears, sir, that you're wearing a spare piece of twine as a belt. Chim Chim Charoo. | |
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| I'm on my way to a meeting, and ... | |
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| In the name of her majesty the right hideous Queen, I'm going to commence to clubbin' ya about the noggin', you smelly ol' basket of fish and chips. | |
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| Could you recite Monty Python's "Spam" routine while you do it? I love your accent. | |
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