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| I'm sick of you lousy robots. Squeakin, creakin and clunking, 24/7. | |
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| Well, you're not much of a neighbor either, always bitchin. So tell me, what WILL satisfy you? | |
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| I want you to fix it so I NEVER hear your aggrivating noise again, pronto! | |
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| Is THAT all? I'd be delighted to. All I need is a post-hole digger. | |
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| Excuse me? How's that? Say what? Oh that's right, you can't hear me. You must be thrilled. | |
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