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| So what did my son do this time, Mr Billington? | |
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| Well Sir, your son is bacon and the fat kid keeps trying to eat him. | |
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| I dont understand, he's bacon? What does that mean? | |
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| Sir, you and your family are all slices of bacon. | |
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| This is news to me Mr Billington, Im gonna call your bluff. | |
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| I suppose youve got me there, Ive got nothing. | |
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