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| Welcome to The United Church of America(tm). I'm your new President, and I hate you. I also hate non-Christians. And inner city youth. And poor people. And anyone who isn't Texan. | |
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| Texas, huh? My god, son. Only two things come from Texas. Can I call you Private Cowboy? You sure do have a purty mouth. | |
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| Yes, I soon will rule this country with...Wait. What did you say? | |
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| I said, pucker up sweetcheeks. I'm going to fuck you, like you're fucking this country | |
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| I...Um...I have to go now. My dad's waiting to tell me how to run this country, and do all the things he wasn't allowed to. | |
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| Woo! Shake that Booty! Go on now, back that ass up! | |
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