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This is Good-News-Bob, he lives at number 14, every morning Bob receives some good news.
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| Hey, Bob, your ex-girlfriend's new pro-athlete boyfriend was gunned down by a gang of racist midgets last night, he died slowly in the gutter. | |
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Good-News-Bob, everybody.
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