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| Bitch, this is my fucking house. You don't own my fucking house. I paid for this goddamn house with my ownjesusholyshit-you'reKevinCostner! | |
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| Oh, I'm terribly sorry. Do you want me to leave or, you know, I could stay? I could stay and make you some dinner. Would you like that? | |
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| That would be quite lovely, actually. I could really do for some supper right about now. | |
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| So um... can you get the fuck out? | |
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