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| Dear oh dear, guv, that's beetle damage! You're looking at 3 grand. Cash only. Why I'd love a tea, milk and ten sugars, ta. | |
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| What the...? I said NO cowboys! Bugger off! | |
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| Oh... Well, then I'll just be moseying along then pard'ner. | |
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Exploding Cowboy Joiners. Taking your savings, doing a shit job and spontaneously combusting since 1855
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| Can we get back to the fecking trial now? | |
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