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| I'm here with my ex-husband Death. Hey Death, what's up? | |
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| Eh, nothing much. Just whacking people off with my scythe. | |
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| You know, a little whack whack here and a whack whack there, here a whack, there a whack, everywhere a whack whack. | |
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| Have you been smoking crack again? | |
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