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| So, they say you're the Son of God, eh? | |
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| That's the scuttle. What are you? | |
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| Oh I drink beer, watch the game, do some barbequein'. Nothin' really that special. | |
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| Dayam. I sure as hell got the short end of the stick. | |
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| Feel like goin' for some beer and ribs? | |
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