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| Hello, I'm Albert, and that there is my son, Timmy. My own flesh and blood, if you care to look at it that way. My flesh and blood, walking around, breathing, talking... | |
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| Okay, dad, calm down. Let's talk about something else. | |
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| In a way you could look at him as my sperm. A big wad of sperm just standing there. My sperm, walking, running, breathing, talking... | |
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| Calm down dad, don't make me call the doctor again | |
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| SPERM! That's all you are, SPERM! MY SPERM! EVERYWHERE! JUMPING! RUNNING! TOUCHING ME!! OH GOD, IT'S SPERM... TOUCHING ME!!!! | |
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