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 | Hey, Listen,I am sure you are a nice guy and everything. . but I just can't marry you!!! I don't care about my family's millions. I would just turn into a Paris Hilton drunk, slut, except this time I would have $$$!!!!! | |
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| Oh, come on Mommi, Poppie really needs the dough, I got like 20 kids to feed. Besides, this is probably the best you can get with all those nasty tattoos all over your sexy body, UUggghhh, I can't wait for the Honeymoon and the Juan Nieves the 21st!!!! | |
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| No, really, I'm flattered ( I think. .. ???), but you are not my type and I am getting the Hell outta here, Oh and by the way, I am a Bruscha, and I am going to turn you into your worst nightmare!!!! | |
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| AAAaaaarrrrggghhhhhh!!! I'm an ugly white guy, wearing a suit and glasses and drinking scotch!! You b#tch!!!!! | |
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| Back on the lonely Beach where I belong, working for a living. . .. |
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| Oh cool, Juan changed his name to John and he is on Myspace. Wow, too bad I made him look just like Keith!!!! | |
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| Yeah, now that I am white I made it across the border and I am pimpin' Ho sale in LA, I can feed my kids. . .Voodoo is the greatest. Hey, can your Mommi send me the recipe for that crazy ass Jello she always makes???!!! | |
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