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| Let's see if i have this straight. You come pouring out of my range hood - | |
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| It, uh, looked like a chimney... | |
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| land in my pot of chicken soup, ruining that, denting my stove, and you say you're Santa, come to give me presents, not a thief... | |
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| It's January 5th, you knob! | |
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| Look, Blitzen's meth habit cleaned us out last year, can you spot me a few bucks and a plate of cookies? | |
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