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| Oh Cyril, I want you so bad. Please, please take me Cyril. | |
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| You know you're just not my type, Loretta. | |
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| Oh Ed, I can see why they called you Wood. | |
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| Say, Loretta, that Ed Wood has always had great taste. What say you and I have our own Night of the Ghouls? Heh, heh. | |
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| Why, Cyril, I thought you would never ask. | |
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