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| You treat Mike like crap, I sleep with him, and then compulsively told you lots of personal information about our relationship. Why did I do that? | |
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| Not quite sure, but now I'm going to tell everyone in North. | |
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| Mike, I kinda just told Marielle everything. | |
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| Why would that seem like a remotely good idea? | |
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| Because she'll probably get drunk and forget anyway. | |
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