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| Millie! Millie I. . . I don't know if there's anything I can do. . . you're so badly hurt, oh Millie, what ever will I do?!!?!! | |
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| Sanderson. . . I'm sorry, I never meant for you to find out. . . about my past. . . | |
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| No..! Sweetheart, don't say that! Don't be ashamed, you earned my love, no Scientologist mafia could ever take that away fro you... but they... now they've taken you away from me..! | |
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| *weep, weep, weep* *soooooooooobbbbbb* | |
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| Here lies Mildred Augustus. Though he never swore, he was always Cussing. | |
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