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| That's it! I've had it! This is the third time this week she's stayed out past midnight. The minute she walks through that door, BAM! | |
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| But honey, if you lose your temper, you'll just drive her away. | |
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| If she comes home totally fried again like last week... AH! My heart! | |
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| Sweetie! You're cholestorol. Please calm down! | |
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| Uh... Can't feel my left arm... Call an ambulance... | |
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