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| Junior, I don't want you spying on me and daddy doin it anymore. Even when we're doing that freaky illegal stuff with the chickens and the bacon grease. And stop stealing my meth. and GO TO CHURCH! | |
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| If you don't, Jesus will eat your soul | |
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| Okay . . . you're sending me some confusing messages here, Mom. | |
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