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| BLARGH! I wrote a poem about being fat and having sex while eating shepherd's pie | |
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| you were eating shepherd's pie while having sex? Or while writing the poem? | |
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| BLARGH! I am an artist! Respect my beauty and my brilliance! | |
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| Are you wearing football pads? Or are you just really, really fat? | |
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| You are the only one that gets me, Satan. Please make love to my blubber. | |
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| If Satan commits suicide, does he go to hell? | |
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