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| What do you want, and where's my side kick? | |
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| There's this little girl crushed underneath my front tire. She might be dead. | |
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| I don't think so... she's still barely breathing.... | |
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| Priorities Becky, Do your laundry and walk the dog, after you fucking hide the body. You'll never be a girl scout at this rate. | |
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