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| ...and as loathe as I am to violate the sacred trust of the confessional, I thought you had a right to know of this ghastly horror. | |
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| Mmm-hmm. I see. Heh, heh. Well, I'm sure my Sally was just pretending. Just as we will "pretend" none of this ever happened. | |
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| Mama, reckon you could fix me some more of them mustard 'n' biscuits? | |
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