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| I MAKE YOU PROZAC JELLO. YOU EAT IT NOW! | |
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history willingly repeats itself |
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| Roger! how you've grown | |
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| i still remember from all those yeas ago how you used to make me feel. i never did say thank you did i? | |
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| what the hell is in this drink? | |
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| what the hell is touching me under the f#*king table | |
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