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Meanwhile, We're Live At Folsom Prison...
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| saints alive, what in missus claus' drawer i'm not allowed to go in to are we doing here? | |
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| hot damn! i'm back in folsom... my first christmas away from home! | |
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"i shared my cell with disgraced cardinal breckenridge... oh, what glorious times we had!"
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| i have a sinking suspicion, dear lad, that i do not wish to hear the rest of this story... | |
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| right, like i really wanted to hear about your using my diary as a suppository? | |
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