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| My sweet, I think I love you, but tomorrow I must fly to Pluto before the Hungarians do. | |
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| It's dangerous, and I may never return. But I wanted you to know my true feelings before I left. | |
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| Oh, darling. Just say those magical words, and I'll leave this damned space race to be with you forever. | |
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| RAAR!!! AQUA TOBOR WILL CORNHOLE YOU!!! | |
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