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| I wish you'd known me when I was alive, I was a funny feller. Oh_yes_I_was_a_comical_priest. "With a joke for the flock and a hand up your fleece" Drooling the drink and the lipstick and greasepaint | |
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| Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog-collar . | |
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| You mean you didn't live a devout Holy life? | |
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| Nah, that sorta came after I arrived at the gates of heaven. You'd be amazed at what kind of BS you can make up to get into heaven. Ya see, I didn't create heaven. It was already there. | |
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| and all this time I thought you were Heaven's founder. | |
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