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| Welcome to Heaven, little girl. Let me show you to your new home. | |
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| This is where God keeps His power tools. And over there is where He keeps all His red costumes. Sometimes He likes to fool new arrivals. God's such a card. | |
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| This is God's rehearsal room.... Oh, uh-- hey there, God. We were just talking about You. Uh, what's with the hockey mask? You're starting to freak me out, God. | |
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