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| Excuse me, I think you ate my brother. | |
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| Wait a minute, how are you talking to me? | |
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| I dunno. I just ate some cheese that had been dumped overboard, and it must have been radioactive or something. Speaking of which, mind if I have one of those salty dog cheese fries before I eat you? | |
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| Allez le grand orange! Zomeone is calling on ze secret freed... er, FRENCH fry fone. Le Super Jesus must be in deep merde! | |
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