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| Hi kids, my name is Jon. Thats my friend, whom I call Pizza. | |
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| Err. You don't call me that. Ever. At all. And why would you? | |
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| Well, what do you do to pizza? | |
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| You bake it in the oven... | |
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| And what do you do to jews? | |
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| From now on, you call me Tod. And any mention of pizza will result in me adding a new chapter to your third horn story. | |
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