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| Of course, sir. Will you be wanting anything else? A fried sandwich? A buff-cloth for your blue suede shoes? A candy bowl full of amphetamines? | |
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| So you... you believe me? You believe I'm the King? | |
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| For a reasonable tip I would believe you are the Queen mum sir. | |
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| Now that's just crazy! She aint due in till tomorrow. We got a pocker night set up. | |
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| It has been down hill since Ann Margaret, hasn't it sir? | |
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