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| Brendon, you're failing college?! Why didn't you tell me you were having trouble with your classes? | |
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| You know how much I hate to bother you, dad. Especially, when you are busy going through your mid-life crisis. | |
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| What's that supposed to mean? | |
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| Nothing. Nevermind. After all, there is no such thing as failure only experience gained. | |
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| But I paid for that experience! | |
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| And I thank you kindly for that...Buckeroo. | |
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