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| We're friends, right? If I tell you something, you don't be mad, right? | |
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| Of course I won't be mad. You can tell me anything, pal. Just spit it out. | |
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| Okay... well, I have something to confess. I'm not very proud of what I did, but I did it and I'm ready to face the consequences | |
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| OW! Why do I feel such unbearable pain when I turn toward you?! OWIE! | |
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| I nailed your cock to the wall. | |
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