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So our villian begins trying to destroy Tom's life. First of all he tries to fit in as Tom.
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| Sorry I'm late, Mrs Chang. | |
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| Thatsa OK, Tom. Meya jussa telling class how maths isa like sex. | |
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| First youa subtracta da clothes. Then you adda da girl to your bed, divide her legs, giva her a square root anda hope lika hell she does nota multiply. | |
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| I think I'm going to be sick. YOU talking about sex... eeewwww!!! | |
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| Wassa wrong Tom? You hava no problem lasta night. | |
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