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| Well dude, you molested my kids... and come to think of it... You molested me when I was a kid... You'se goin 2 jail nucka. | |
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| I've done nothing wrong, outside of molestation of (deliciously) innocent children. | |
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| Instead of putting you in jail, I think it'd be best if we put you all in a convent to be re-educated... So you can once again be a Priest... In a different Parish of course. | |
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| Oh heavens Father Chester... How will we pass the time before we are unleashed upon humanity again? | |
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| Nary a worry! Here we go Darius, my account of forced fellatio on the Sommers family's three little boys... I do trust you are taking notes? | |
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