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Crash and Burn: Bring in the homicidal clowns
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| I'm John Wayne Gacey, a friend of your moms. | |
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| Why don't you let me walk you home? | |
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| Because I'd rather get there still breathing with my rectum intact. | |
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| Sorry, but your not my type... You don't have a weenie. | |
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