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| You're in a big puddle of shit, Pamela, and you don't have the shoes for it. | |
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| Oh, my god. Where are all the men? When my father was alive, he never went around asking people: "Is this okay, is this okay?" He just did what needed to be done. | |
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| Oh God! Something's rubbing against my foot! | |
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