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| *sigh* When's Warren gonna come get us? | |
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| He's not, you nitwit. He's never coming to get us. This was all an elaborate scheme to get rid of us. | |
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| Warren would never get rid of me. (He needs me.) | |
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| He...no, YOU two had no problem getting rid of ME. Why would he need YOU? | |
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| *pause* (Well, I know where that spot is right under his thigh that...) | |
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