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| Get the fuck out of my way you ugly, echo-less whore. | |
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| Listen to me, you little fucking queef. I'll rip your fucking feet off and make a wish. | |
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| Wascully Wabbit, I want to hear you squeal wike a pig. | |
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| You're about to have a greater appreciation for your wife. And that's because you are about to find out what it's like to be a woman. | |
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| I don't think I'd let MY children watch them. If that's what you're asking. Plus, that last one was a little gay. | |
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