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Ugly tries to reason with God...
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| Jesus, why'd you make me so damn ugly? I never get laid. I mean for Christ's sake, YOU get laid more than I do. | |
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| It is your inner beauty that shines through, my son. | |
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| I wonder if you taste like unlevened bread and wine.... | |
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