| a ploice officer is ticketing a man for carring a weapon. |
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 | Sir, i am going to have to be tyrant because you are carrying a gun next to the capitol building. | |
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| i am in no unanimous with you and i will evade you trying to think a gun is malignant. | |
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| the officer becomes angry. |
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| Sir, i will not chameleon my mind and your quibbling is begaining to torment me. | |
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| Fine! i will give you my gun. | |
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| The officer is about to get the gun but suddenly, the soilder hit the officer and he becomes teetered. The soilder then runs |
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| Come back here | |
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| NEVER!!!!!!!!!!! | |
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