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| I am not your Maura. I am a zombie in disguise. | |
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| maura! My girlfriend, you are now sounding like my wife. You know, Ursula. | |
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| See? I told you. Ursula, MY crush, told me to come and pretends tobe your lovey duvey girly (In your words). | |
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| Omigosh! I AM READY TO FAINT! | |
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| Wow. He ment it. MY URSULA, HERE I COME! | |
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