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| I can feel the tears welling in my fuckin eyes...*sniff* | |
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| I'll come back and visit, I promise. | |
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| Don't bother, man. By the time that you get all your shit outta here, I'll start to miss you. So hurry the fuck up, willya? | |
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| Don't bother to do that either. You live across the street, numbnuts. | |
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