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One day they finally let my roommate's father in to check in on his son.
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| So... how you holding up? | |
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| Oh, you know, not too bad, given the circumstances. The circumstances being that there ARE GODDAMN NAILS IN MY BODY. | |
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| C'mon, son, don't be like that. I'm proud of you! | |
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| You don't love me! You never did! I hate you! I wish you were dead! | |
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| We should have just gotten a dog. | |
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| I didn't ASK to be born, you know! | |
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