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| ...so that's why I'm never allowed to leave the house without my pants securely fastened on anymore. | |
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| Who the hell are you, and why are you in my house? | |
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| Uh...this is MY house...err...from...uh...the future! Yeah, I'm from the future! | |
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| ...You're not too good at the whole "thinking quickly" aspect of life, are you? | |
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