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| I'm sorry about trying to stab you last night. Please accept my apology and these nice flowers. | |
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| I'm sorry too. I thought you were a killer and now your giving me flowers how nice. Won't you come in? | |
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| ummm wait a minute Butch. What are you doing with that Huge Knife. | |
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| Maybe I should just stab her in her sleep. | |
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| Maybe we should start seeing other people. | |
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