Dr. H's machine has accidentally blown Dave to Hell.
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| Stupid machine turned me into a pile of ashes, Now what am I supposed to do. | |
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| Oh, we'll think opf something. | |
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| Who are you? Do I know you? I really can't see that well. Is it me, or is it hot? | |
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| Relax, Dave. We need you back on Earth. The Boss thinks you are doing a swell job there. We're sending you back. | |
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Life on the farm is kinda laid back...
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| How does being a Pink Donkey help me relax? | |
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| Oh, you'll like it down on the farm. Somebody will fix that donkey thing directly. Meanwhile, have a sip of my beer. | |
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