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| Me am want to be Moronica's boyfriend and not you, Veggie. Me ask her for go to Poop's Malt Shoppe, and-- | |
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| World am be blown up today, Retarchie. Doomsday device deployed. We am all die, super-terrorists am win. | |
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| That am why we better hurry up and drink malts real fast, Moronica. Because world am be blown up today. | |
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| Me am drinking me's malt so fast, me am get a headache. | |
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