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| Remember, what are you going to tell the judge and jury when they ask whether your parents poisoned you or not? | |
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| "They forced it down my throat. I couldn't taste anything but the poisons, shredding my insides. | |
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| You got it! Word-for-word. This case is mine! | |
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| ...but that's a lie. They didn't do anything to me. My stomach didn't even start hurting until earlier. | |
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| Look, I fed you poison this morning. Everyone can tell something is wrong with you. Just say your mom did it and we'll start living the high life, sippin 'ritas on the beach, scopin' the babes. | |
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