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| Yeah, some times I have to ask myself why I married her. | |
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| Why did you marry her? She's a reporter. | |
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| Well, that's a long story involving a Peking Midgit Circus, the world's largest rubberband ball, and 28 pound of butter, but nevermind that. You seem like a nice guy. You wanna be friends? | |
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| Friends? OK! I've never really had friends before, so that would surely be a first. I'll haunt anyone you want me to. | |
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| That's great! Could you start with my pesky neighbors? | |
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