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Two rockets decide to race to the moon.
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And race they did. Race like the wind.
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| I am winning because your mother is fat. | |
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| The shape of your being is reminiscent of a penis. | |
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| Good show, old sport. Sorry I had to rough you up a bit back there. | |
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| I, too, am sorry I blew up at you like that. Pun very much intended. | |
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