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| I just found some plane tickets on the kitchen table. Are you leaving the country? | |
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| Yes, I'm leaving for Australia tomorrow. | |
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| Australia, eh? Are you planning to create a giant army of mutant kangaroos which will enslave the entire human race? | |
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| What then, evil robots? Destructor rays? Flesh-sucking hose-beasts? | |
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| To be honest, I just wanted to get away from you and your godawful singing. | |
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