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| Welcome to Sausage Hut, how may I -- oh, it's you. | |
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| Er... eh... Yes. Yes it is. | |
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| You gonna order something or are you just gonna stare at me all day? | |
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| Whatever a normal virile and entirely date-able human male would order is perfectly satisfactory! | |
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| Well, there's the sausage casings I found under the deep fryer this morning. They smelled like they'd been there a couple of weeks! | |
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| I'll take seventy hundred! | |
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