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| Hey Jesus, you alright up there? | |
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| Hmmm... am I okay? Well, little Susie, I have a nails through my wrists and ankles and I've been hanging up here for a fortnight... | |
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| So that'd be a "no" then? | |
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| Nothing gets by you, Susie. | |
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| Damn, you're sarcastic when you're crucifed. | |
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| Unless you gotta crowbar, you can cram it. | |
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