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| It's hot, Kimosabe. Share some of that water with me? | |
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| Hang in there. We're almost to El Dorado. Plus, it's not like you and the background are going to melt. | |
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| Fool! The temperature is going up four degrees every minute. Give me the water. | |
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| Why? So you can break it into hydrogen and oxygen atoms? Sing your song of pity to someone else, mister. | |
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| Just my luck to draw wimps and more wimps. | |
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