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| There is something eerily familiar about you. Did we meet in Eldorado in 1978, perchance? | |
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| I believe you have me confused with someone else, sir. | |
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| Are you sure? I could have sworn... | |
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| I don't mean to be rude, but I honestly don't believe we've met. I would have remembered your face, I'm sure. | |
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| Perhaps. I used to weigh a lot more, though. I discovered Jenny Craig 'round about 1987. | |
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| Stan? Is that you? You look great! I hope you're not still miffed about that whole "dragging your father kicking and screaming to Hell" thing. How's life on the range treating you? | |
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