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| In a way this is your fault for shoving me into the arms of that hooker when I was a kid, dad. | |
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| Hey! I thought you would just lay down and get it over with! How did I know you were an artist! | |
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| Now... could you stop taking recreational enemas in the shower? Please? The other ghouls laugh at me. | |
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