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| William, I am flat and I have bad hair. | |
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| Honey, a guy like me would kill for a rack like that, a miracle bra, and a chiffon gown. | |
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| William, why can't I get a date? | |
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| I don't know, I keep having the same problem. Maybe we are just after the wrong type of man. | |
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| William, how many more episodes until we run out of gay jokes? | |
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| That's the beautiful thing about us fags, when we run out of jokes, we just get fruitier. | |
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