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| My name is Jane. I'm a biology major, so I know how best to suck the venom out of your wound. With me here, you're not going to die. | |
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| And my name is Susan. I'll just slaughter one of our cattle and cook up a fresh steak for you. | |
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This was getting better and better. All my past troubles were forgotten.
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| I am Matilda. Allow me to soothe you with the music of my harp. | |
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| I'm Twiggy. I will recite some of my award-winning poerty. | |
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| Call me Gail. I just tucked our youngest sister, Althea, into bed, and I'm ready to do the same for you. | |
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| I'm Sandra. Liquor normally doesn't affect me this way, but I just had a bloody Mary, and for some reason it's making me want to kill YOU! | |
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