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While indulging on Kamel Red Lights, Starbucks drinks, Hagen Daz chocolate ice cream, speeding in the snow and free music, Travis realizes he may be trying to make up for a lack of something...
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| Hey, it's Illeana Douglas! | |
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| You might remember me from Stir of Echoes and The West Wing. Why don't you put that frappucino down and sit on my lap? | |
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| What's that you're doing with...oooh! | |
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| Pleasuring yourself in public is a felony young man! | |
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| Stop it Mr. Depp, that tickles! | |
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