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| Jon, why were you going with that prostitue? | |
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| I told you, I'm just so upset over the death of my wife... Look I'm even wearing black in mourning! | |
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| Stop lying Jon. You couldn't get a wife if you paid someone | |
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| I'm just, not very good with women... | |
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| Evidently. You should become a hippie like me. Everyone believes in free love and you can get off with anyone you want! That's why I did it; if I didn't believe in free love I'd never get laid! | |
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