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| hit me again and I am going to shoot you. | |
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| you don't hit me. i love you.. I'm going to make some coffee. | |
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| well, I was in love with her, but I'm in love with you now. Oh yeah, and I won't hit you. | |
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| I love you, but I'm married to a convict. Want some hot, black coffee? | |
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| Yes, and some pie. Damn I should have married you instead of that psycho pirate harpy messing with my drapes. | |
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