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| What up, Dr. Grabow, I heard Brendan came by to get some weed and you were giving him a hard time. Oh by the way I need some more heroin. | |
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| I killed your friend and threw his carcass to the vultures Mr. Loggins, and you could be next so tread lightly you no-talent hollywood cocksucker! | |
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| Dr. Grabow, you are a funny mother fucker and that is why I fucking love you! I need you for my next video, you will play a mean candystore owner, the song is called sour candy. | |
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| I can't beleive you even bother making videos any more! Nobody watches them, do they? I am ashamed to even know your name. | |
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| Ha Ha! You should do stand up dude, seriously. Thanks for the H, my other dealer was eaten alive by polar bears, and his shit was weak anyhow. | |
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| I fucking love that guy, I wish we could be together, just me and him, he could sing me his beautiful music and hold me tight... | |
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