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| Okay, Granny...now ease off on those flaps just a bit...that's it...good... | |
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| Oh, my. This is much more complicated than a '57 Buick Skylark. | |
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| Well, here we are at Uncle Ned's. And if that septic tank doesn't give me a raging hardon, I'm going to fucking strangle him. | |
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| Now, now...it isn't Ned's fault the airplane crashed into the control tower. | |
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| Why did Uncle Ned have to die, Granny? | |
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| He fell into the septic tank, dear. I think he would've wanted it that way. | |
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