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 | Erik, my son, the sun is setting and I am here to give you your last rites. Pray with me. | |
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| Damn, I still can't find Indian Run in this will!! | |
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| Son, you can not take your worldly possessions with you when you pass. Please pray with me before it's too late! | |
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| #@!^$% AND $^%%@!#! AGAIN! | |
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| Son? Son? | |
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| HELP ME! MY PAPERS ARE ON FIRE!! | |
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