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| Last chance, Cuisine, if the boss hears you've let him down again, he's gonna double check to make sure that you have no pulse by cramming his tongue so far up your ass that it swabs your heart. | |
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| The only ass getting tongued around here, Pal, is MINE, and also MILLIES, but that's only to be done by us to eachother in a loving way. | |
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| Now how do you feel about having your lungs pulled out through your throat by the vaccuum of space? I though it sounded like a good option for you, too. | |
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| Crazy bitch, I never even told her what I thought about it, which is this: It would be okay, since at least I got to have sex in my lifetime with somebody I was not related to... closely. | |
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