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| What a beautiful night. Think I'll take me a little stroll before I turn in. | |
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| George Dubya Buuuush. I'm the ghost of The Pet Gooooaaat. You sent Mallard Fillmore, the neocon duck, to murder me. I'm here to haunt you for the rest of your daaaaayys. | |
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| heh-heh-heh-heh. Get in line, buddy. | |
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