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 | So you see, Father... in my haste to seek revenge, I inadvertantly killed my mother in a fiery blaze. | |
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| Son, you have been through much. God will forgive you. | |
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| I'd like to believe that, but all of this started because I was born with uh... an... undersized penis. Didn't God create me in His image? | |
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| Undersized... wait, haven't I seen you somewhere before? | |
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| Oh no. | |
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| Bishop Raymond! Come over here! Guess who's here blaming God for his tiny wang? | |
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