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| Dirk: Jut your ass and twitch like a proboscis. |
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| Hours in the future... |
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| Jack: Quick, be the pony. Second, trample Mom. |
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| THEN HE STARTED CLIMBING THE GOD TIERS. |
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| PM: Scamper quickly to the kitchen back door. |
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| Jade: Locate and feed the devilbeast you call it the slammer when you are talking to now, john? |
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| John: Examine contents of wallet. |
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| STALLIONS: DESCEND. |
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| Jade: Gracefully fly to the attractive female. |
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| John: Press a button on the red package. |
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| KISS THAT GIRL THIS INSTANT |
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| Jade: Take the skateboard. |
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| John: Bone up on Nannaquin, see what's inside! |
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| WHY DON'T YOU DO NOT SAY NO TO COOKIES. I COMMAND YOU TO PLUNGE YOUR GRUBBY FISTS. |
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| AND LEST WE FORGET. A SALTY ARRAY. OF MISCELLANEOUS BITCHES. |
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| John: Be the other girl and pester John. |
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