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| Carl, I want you to kill all the gophers on the golf course. | |
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| Correct me if I'm wrong Sandy, but if I kill all the golfers they'll lock me up and throw away the key. | |
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| Not golfers, you great fool. Gophers. The *little* *brown*, *furry* *rodents*. | |
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| We can do that. We don't even need a reason. | |
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