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| The Red Phone is a fucking jerk. He broke into my car and stole the Blaupunkt stereo out of it, then tried to sell it back to me! | |
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| Yeah. He put his X-19 Tecbot in mode 3 and made me think it was Laura, then proceeded to have it stand me up for a date. | |
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| He continually belittles, sexually harasses, and attempts to murder me. | |
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| So what are you going to do about it, Officer Cockroach? | |
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| Hmm. You do all make a valid point. I suppose I'll have a word with the lad next time I see him at the whorehouse. | |
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