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| Holy dogshit. What's she been doin' this whole time? | |
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| Whatever little human girls do. Meth? | |
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| I know how THAT goes -- one minute you're dancing on the bar, the next, you're eating a bunch of screaming kids. | |
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| Yes, well, meth or no meth, I always knew she'd end up butchering that Cowboy. That child is pure evil. | |
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| Great -- now I feel like doin' meth. You in? | |
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| Always a pleasure, Terrence. | |
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