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| You hear that? They say every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings. | |
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| Reminds of when I was in prison. Guards hooked up a bell to the electric chair. Rang every time they fried someone. | |
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| 'Cept once, this poor fat bastard just wouldn't die. They had to fry him five times. | |
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| So, you think that was five sets of wings, or just the one? | |
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