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| Grrr! Womack and Womack will eat your babies! | |
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| Hold on, punk. It sounds like you're trying to muscle in on my "obscure musician with ridiculous catchphrase" schtick. | |
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| Never! I though of it first. You're copying me. | |
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| That's it, Corgan. I'm going to have to EAT YOUR BABIES! | |
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| Your powers are useless against me, Womack. I'm infertile! | |
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