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| Uh... | |
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| I mean, what I have ever done to hurt you? | |
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| Nothing. Unless you count that time I found you cheating on me with a trio of huge black dudes. Or when you dumped me. That felt like you ripped my heart out through my ass and set it on fire by pissing your demon-woman piss on it. | |
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| What about the time you drugged me and left me for dead in Mexico? | |
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| Okay, so we're even? | |
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