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| OK there, Emeril, here's what I want for lunch. | |
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| He calls me Emeril one more time, and I'll stick a spatula so far up his ass he'll be able to flip an egg with his tongue. | |
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| 2 hotdogs with relish, chips, and a coke. | |
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| I'm looking forward to beating you to death my turkey baster. | |
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| And definitely that chicken soup that you make that's sooooo good. | |
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| Very good sir. I've always enjoyed seasoning my soups just for you. | |
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