Meanwhile back at home, Red Robot has just finished his stash....
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| I can't answer the front door anymore... I can't handle people right now, I'm so messed up in the head | |
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| Hey, I just met Maura in the street, right after I picked up a 20 bag! | |
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| How the hell did this happen to me?! Why can't I get that b*@$h outta my head? For how long must I suffer? | |
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