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| "Your eyes are like sapphires that sparkle in the moonlight. They are deep blue pools I want to bathe in..." | |
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| "I bought a bouquet of violets for you, my sweet..." No, that's not right, either... | |
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| "I made a batch of chocolate chip biscuits for you..." Nah, c'mon Butch! Think! | |
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| "I want your blood & sinew smeared over my machete." Geez, I'm so nervous... | |
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