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| So I said "I'd love to do it, but you're God, and I ain't nothin' but Jack Shit!" | |
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| So he says "Does flame broiled Jack Shit sound good to you?" So I say "Sure, but could you make it 'flame broiled Monterey Jack Shit?" | |
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