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| Look, bitch. I don't care if your boyfriend is a fucking rock star. I'm a fucking wizard. If I wanted I could magic myself into any fucking band I wanted. | |
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| Please, mister, just leave me alone. My boyfriend will be back in a minute. | |
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| Actually, that would be pretty fucking cool. I could be in Abba, or Queen, or even Culture Club! And - what the fuck? | |
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| I knew she was frigid, but this is just fucking stupid. | |
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