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| Jes, Mr. Chekov, I will put pants into your ear. I can tell zat is your fantasy. | |
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| Carol, what have you been doing since you got into my pants? | |
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| Nothing much, just creating worlds. | |
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| Spock, get out of those pants. They're too big. They must be size 36,409. You could fit a town in there! | |
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| At times the pants of the many are greater than the pants of the few, or the one. | |
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