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| I read in Vogue that you were a real tight ass. You could turn coal into a diamond, brotha man! | |
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| Well, I read in Cosmo that you were on a three hour tour at sea and were lost for 5 years. | |
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| Well, I ... HEY! My forehead and hip! I'm turning into a bunch of fish! | |
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| Boy oh boy, what a catch! What are you going to do with your bunch of fish? | |
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| Let's slowly incinerate them one at a time, and savor each agonized squeal! | |
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