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| Hi, I'm Brad Pitt. Yes...that Brad Pitt. And, I want to tell you about some exciting new products from BradCo. | |
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| Brad Who? I know a feller name of Brad...works down at the gas station. Heavy-set fellow. With beady eyes. I don't reckon that'd be you, huh, feller? | |
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| Sigh. No, not him. Blast...I'm just no good at the salesmen business. No one recognizes me and I couldn't sell toilet paper at a diarrhea convention. I guess I'll have to tell Jen I'm a failure. | |
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| Whoa there, feller! I'm sorry I don't know you, but that's no reason to be so down in the dust. Maybe the saddle sores have affected my vision...Son, why don't you give it one more try? | |
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| Ok strange cowboy ...I WILL!!! Hi, I'm Brad Pitt. Yes...that Brad Pitt. Would you like to pull my finger? | |
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| Shee-oot! That's some good sellin' there boy. You had me at finger! | |
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