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| Dude... I need a minute for my head to stop buzzing. Then, I can go over the schematics for your hoop-dy... | |
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| Man... I have got to stop drinking so much on the weekend! | |
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| Two triple-lattes, one capuccino with an espresso shot, four double mochas with whipped cream, three decafs, and, let's see... Oh, yeah... Seventy-two Red Bulls... | |
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| Dude... Call me when you've stopped shaking like small dog shitting a peach pit... | |
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