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| I ran a marathon yesterday Ling Ling Bathry. | |
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| You did. How did you do Lord Jesus? | |
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the wind of Rome turn into a breeze,
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| I did pretty good. Considering I'm nailed to a FUCKIN cross you ungrateful CHINK! | |
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| Watch the language Lord Jesus, mi no comprendi. | |
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and out came the OTTOMAN empire.
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| I see. What about my pinky finger? | |
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| Okay, just don't tell Aunt Ester and Opie. | |
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