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| Stop following me, you drunken frat loser! | |
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| Ven bombs is droppink, follow da cheekoons! Dat is vat Mama used to say! | |
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| BAH! You should be following your own instincts during a bomb attack! NOT CHICKENS! | |
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| Vat's dat you say? Swallowing some urine stinks curing a bum-a back? Da plot thickens? | |
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| YES! YES! THE PLOT THICKENS! NOW LEAVE ME ALONE! | |
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| Da snot sickens? Heave you a bone? Is dis cure you bum-a back, cheekoon? | |
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