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Death encounters the Two Beer Suddenly Ghetto White Guy at a cocktail party!
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| Hey there, man. How are you today? | |
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| Awwww shit! Y'all be tha bomb, Death! I got love fo ya! Y'all be ma nigga! That's ALL I'm saying! I got love for my niggas! | |
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| I USUALLY TRY TO BE IMPARTIAL, BUT YOU ARE SO FUCKING DEAD. | |
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