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| Oh noes! Are you the ghost of Christmas Past? | |
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| No. I'm the ghost of your girlfriend. | |
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| Oh! About that... That was an accident. | |
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| I'm sure. The chainsaw must have made you say, "It's time for you do die now, Jeane!" and then rip me apart for three hours. | |
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| You were alive for three hours? | |
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