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| So you were going to kill yourself and suddenly Jesus appears and doesn't want to talk you out of it at all? Somehow, I think you're full of shit, Jon. | |
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| But, Kyle, you're my rommate. | |
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| You haven't paid rent in months. You don't even have a job. | |
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| I still think you're an idiot. | |
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| You're a fucking CHICKEN, Kyle. | |
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| ...and I'm your rommate. My point is proven. | |
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