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| Thank you, doctor, for telling me that it's my name, I. P. Meatballs, that is causing the problem. | |
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| Think nothing of it, Mr. Meatballs. All you have to do is change your name, and voila! -- problem solved. | |
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| You're parked in a "no-parking" zone, sir. I'm afraid I'll have to give you a ticket. Your name? | |
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| U. P. Meatballs, officer. And I'll gladly repeat that just for the record -- U. P. Meatballs. | |
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| I don't know how in the hell you found out that I pee meatballs, you bastard, but you'll be sorry. God help me, you'll be sorry. | |
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| Err...the "U" stands for "Ulysses..." | |
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