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| Hey Mangabey. Sorry I wasn't around much today, have you seen your folks? | |
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| Yeah, they're in their room rediscovering eachothers genitals. | |
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| Oh, well if you see 'em, could you tell 'em I'm going to turn in for the night, and I'll be back to work as usual tomorrow? | |
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| Sure lemme just write a note down like I'm their fucking secretary. Would you like me to get you a cup of coffee you son of a bitch? | |
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| God christ, what crawled up your ass, you brat? | |
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| I live in a house with sex crazed perverts. You get to go to bed. I have to have someone carry me there. Thanks for offering to keep me company. Oh that's right, you didnt. You're going to bail on me. | |
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