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| Bertie, I hope these words penetrate your weed-and-alcoholic haze. OUT OF THE CLOSET. | |
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| Hey, man. I was just...just getting involved with life! Just relax...chill out, man. I'm out of the closet. I'm out, I'm cool, man. | |
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| *sniff* *sniff sniff* *gobble gobble* | |
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| Well, Watson? Third time lucky, eh? | |
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| Why, I...I don't hear a single thing. They're...threy're gone. | |
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