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Later, in the closest desert to Timmy's house...
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| ...me, I think I'm falling - in love with youuuuuu... | |
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| That's right, Singing PC! Sing to me while Timmy builds his smart bomb and blows up the Jews! | |
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| The Jews? But...Timmy loves the Jews. Some of his best friends are Jews.... | |
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| This cannot be! You lie, Singing Dog of a PC! | |
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| Oh, yeah? Here's a song Timmy taught me: Goyim, goyim - Think over what you do - Du fangst shoyn on? Why don't you serve a Jew? | |
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| That Bastard! We'll kill him! | |
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