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| Have you seen my dog, Sparky? I heard him yip just now. | |
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| Don't worry. He wont be anoying you anymore. | |
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| He was blowing me a bunch of tude so I clawed his face off. He's bleeding to death under the porch. | |
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| (Oops - better change the subject) So how 'bout some back arching, yowling sex? | |
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