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| Uncle Fred, why are you so sad and pathetic? | |
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| Sad and pathetic? I live in a giant house out in the suburbs! I have a pool in my backyard! | |
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| I didn't mean your possesions were pathetic. I meant your soul was pathetic. | |
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| What the fuck are you talking about? | |
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| You're a real peice of shit Uncle Fred. I didn't figure it out until I got old enough, but you're a real peice of trash. | |
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| I've always been good to you and for you to say that to me... It breaks my heart. I don't want you coming over to visit anymore. | |
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