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| Tell me, my son; are you ready to face your maker? | |
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| I'm sorry father, but I don't believe in God. Once I'm executed, I reckon I'll just be dead and nothing more. | |
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| But you must have faith, my son. Now is the time to repent your transgressions. | |
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| Actually, father, I'm glad I killed that guy. He was a bastard and everybody knew it. | |
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| ..........I'm sorry, I'll be damned if I can think of a punchline. | |
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| How about, "Vould you like a roll in ze hay?" | |
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