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| Oh Justin, you look so depressed. | |
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| I really miss Joey. I wish I hadn't sacked him now. | |
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| I know what'll cheer you up. Some hot, sweaty, passionate sex. | |
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| Really? But I thought you weren't putting out til we got married? | |
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| Damn right I'm not. Here's 20 bucks, go get yourself a hooker. | |
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