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| Sometimes I don't feel like a real member of this family at all...like I was adopted or something. | |
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| Oh, but you WERE adopted, Jan! Ha-ha! Right, Cindy? | |
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| Thath right, Marthia, ha-ha! Jan wath adopted, nyah nyah nyah-nyah nyah! Jan wath adopted, nyah nyah nyah-nyah nyah! | |
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| Shut up! SHUT UP!!! You fucking CUNTS!!! | |
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| *sob* Mom, was I adopted? | |
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| Oh, of course not, Jan dear. Why, when you passed through my birth canal on that beautiful, magical day, it felt like I was shitting a fucking water buffalo. | |
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