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| So the Eternal Dark One Tells me we've got to let you go back. Apparently you're supposed to die when all the parents on Elm Street burn you to death... | |
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| Yeah. All of us down here get a kick out of watching you cry yourself to sleep after you masturbate to furry porn every night. | |
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| Not yet. First tell me why chicks dig you, it always cracks me up. | |
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| I have a motorcycle, I have a cool job, and a tatoo. I'm a bad boy. Chicks dig me. | |
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