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| What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? | |
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| Hey, Bongo. It's okay. I can help. | |
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| YIKES! Who's there? And where'd my stool go? | |
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| It's Mr. Stinkybutt! I feel your pain. My old company went up against Congress a few years ago. You've gotta quit running! | |
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| So I should turn myself in and tell them what I know? | |
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| And then assume a secret identity and hide out in the porn industry. Gettin' laid and gettin' paid, but they still won't use me for anal shots... | |
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