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| Damn it, I'm too drunk to explain why my wing man is a squirrel, but not drunk enough to muster the testicular fortitude to approach a woman alone... | |
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| I summon the spirit of Jack Daniels to possess you! | |
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| Hi, I'm Steve. I wanted to tell you that I really like your... um... armor. | |
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| Um... hi. Thank you. Well, I've got to go, my winged horse is double-parked! | |
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| I should probably have mentioned that the guy who invented Jack Daniels died from a self-inflicted injury, unmarried and childless. | |
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| Damn you, Richard Wagner! | |
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