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 | Hello Jean, what's up? | |
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| Nothing much Frank, I hear you had some trouble getting to work this morning, what happened? | |
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| Well, I woke up this morning in the Chucky Cheese's ball pit with a gunshot wound to the leg and wearing a stained rubber sheet. It's amazing that I made it here on time. | |
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| Yeah that's the last time I get drunk and take some hookers to my kid's birthday party, the cops don't like that too much. | |
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| I wouldn't think so. | |
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