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| You son of a b#tch! Look at me! Now I've got a Rabbit Condition! | |
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| Instead of making us closer in our enstrangement, it seems to have driven us further apart. | |
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| Good luck with that. I'm going to go find a bar, get drunk, and f#*k like a rabbit in an attmept to forget my Rabbit Condition. I don't care who I f#*k as long as it isn't you! | |
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