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| Oh my, what fun--it's "Mr. Birdy", the talking anti-drugs bird. (chuckle) Hello, Mr. Birdy. | |
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| SQUAWK! Hi, there! Don't take drugs! | |
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| Because as we all know, drugs are really, really bad for you, and-- | |
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| Son, I've decided that if you defy my wishes, and marry that sinful, gold-digging whore, I'm disinheriting you. | |
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| Well, as far as I'm concerned, Father, you can go straight to hell and suck Hitler's warty, diseased cock. | |
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