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| Come on, Rudolph! How can Vixen understand you better than a fellow stag? | |
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| I don't know, but when I'm with her, I feel more like a stag than I do now. | |
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| Why, you're stag through and through. Don't I make you feel like a stag? | |
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| Not really. You're making me feel like a doe. | |
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| But I feel like a stag when I'm with you, Rudolph. | |
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| It's a paradox, Cupid. Doe make me feel more like a stag. | |
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