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| Self, why do you keep driving that nail into your head? | |
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| Who are you to pass judgement on me? You're sitting in a damn trash can. | |
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| I'll tell you who I am to pass judgement. | |
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| Yeah! Oh, self, do please expound. | |
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| Well,as you know, self, I feel everything you do and vice versa and, frankly, that nail is hurting! | |
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| Did the thought ever cross your mind that maybe I'd stop the nailing if you'd stop fisting us in trash cans?!? | |
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