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| My wife left me, my dog ran away, and my kids won't return my calls anymore. Maybe I'm a bad person and need to change my ways. Become someone better. A good citizen. | |
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| Before you do that, why don't ya try taking an axe into that there station and play some mailbox baseball with people's noggins? | |
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| Well... ok, I'll give it a try.... | |
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| Well my lawyer says I'm going away for a long time. You guys don't have a death penalty, so they'll be making me listen to Justin Beiber albums 24/7 until the day I die. In summery: you're a dick. | |
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