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| Alright mister. Just hold still... make sure Roger doesn't move an inch... | |
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| Bad news, though. I've got obsessive compulsive disorder. And I really need to do the macarena. Now. | |
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| That didn't turn out the way it was supposed to. | |
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| I know. So what do we do now? | |
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| I'll deal with the cat on my own. Just go stand in the confessional and shake your ass to the left. | |
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