| What are you. |
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| Rose: Look at a book. |
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| Dave: Take legendary nap. |
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| Jack: Give guy a proper funeral. |
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| WHAT COLOR ARE THE WORDS THAT THIS CHUM WILL KNOW WHAT THE CRUX TO THIS HORRIBLE PROBLEM IS. |
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| In the aftermath of more terrain for city. |
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| John: Read Colonel Sassacre's text. |
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| John: Reunite with your own brain. |
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| John: Captchalogue doll. |
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| Roxy: Emerge from fuck deep in meowcats. |
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| THIS CHUM SAYS? |
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| TT: Put bathtub back. |
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| Introduce yourself to the attractive female. |
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| Rose: Strife. |
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