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| Pssssssssst. Hey you, Psychiatric help. 5 cents. | |
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| Hey, I know that voice. What are you doing in that get-up? | |
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| Well, I kept badgering Schroeder to propose to me, and he finally did. He gave me a 5-carat rock, and I don't want anyone to steal it. | |
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| Not bad. Congratulations! | |
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| Yo, Dave, how come you're holding your nose? | |
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| I have this premonition that a girl with colitis is about to pass by. | |
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