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| MOM! Dad says you threw out my comics when I went off to film school! | |
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| I probably did, son. Who knows? Your room was crammed to the rafters with the most juvenile crap. | |
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| Mom, when did you grow a mustache and get a cat? | |
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| Actually, son, you have two daddies now. | |
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