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| Where are you going, Grandma? And what's that white bottle in your hand? Is that MY white bottle?. | |
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| Well, dear...no. It's my bottle. I have to admit that it's very good at keeping me happy. | |
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| Yeah, right, Grandma. Give it here. It had better not be my coke or rock you're sniffing. | |
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| Here, dear, why don't you try some? | |
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| Ewwwwww! Nasal spray? I'm not sharing your nasal spray! Who knows what boogers you've got on there! | |
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| Well, dear, I'd never ask to borrow a used tampon from you, either. | |
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