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A partying spring breaker finds something interesting...
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| Dude! Is that Osama Bin Laden?! | |
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| It IS! Dude what're you doing here in Florida? | |
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| Well, infidel, I figured hanging out with Spring Breakers was the last place I could be found. | |
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Sadly, though, he forgot his priorities
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| Hey, man, you'll never guess what... I just found Osama! | |
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| Man, who care? We're at war with Iraq, now. THEY are our enemies. Now let's get fucked up and get some drunk chicks to kiss each other! | |
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