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| Please stay! The love of your rugged physique has been my only comfort in this post apocalyptic times! | |
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| I'm sorry, ma'am. But I made you a promise: that I would get the SOB who hurt you all those years ago. | |
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| Then at least promise me you'll never forget about our love! | |
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| I swear on my pa's self-generating gravitons. | |
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| And that's why he called that shootout the "Showdown at High Nun." | |
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