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| Hey, Jesus, pull my finger! | |
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| I can't. I'm nailed to this cross. | |
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| Oh, well, er, uhhmm, ahhhh, ohhh! I just farted anyways. | |
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| My God! My God! Why have you forsaken me? | |
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| Hey, don't blame me, buddy! It was the triple-decker bean and cheese burrito that I ate that forsook you! | |
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