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When Nicole met O.J. for the first time...
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| I hear you used to play football or something... | |
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| What da fuck do you mean, "..or something"? I was the baddest motherfucker on da field, you dumbass bitch! | |
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| Really? I guess I don't know much about sports... | |
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| You don't know much about ANYTHING, do you, you stupid 'ho! Maybe, I should just hit you upside your face and knock some intelligence in dat ugly-ass head of yours! | |
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| He's so charming... I hope he asks me out! | |
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| You gots some nice titties. Maybe, I'll make you my number one beotch... But, if I ever catch you talking to another guy, I'm gonna slit your motherfucking throat! | |
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