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| I sure am glad to be out of jail, Ed. | |
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| Me too, Fred. Our campaign manager is coming over, so you listen for the doorbell, while I whip up some of my famous liver-apricot dip. | |
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| I wonder if the President's bedroom has bunk beds? | |
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| Hi. I'm Fred. Me and my brother are going to be President. | |
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| Of course you are, my simple young lad. Just do everything I tell you to, and don't ask any questions. | |
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