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| Excuse me. Hello? I said excuse me. Hey! FUCKING GET AWAY FROM MY CROTCH, DUDE! | |
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| You know, for an animal with a supposed keen sense of smell, you sure have to cram yourself in my jock to smell whatever it is you're looking for. | |
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| Hey, what can I say. I'm a connoisseur. | |
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