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| Welcome to Hell, Johnny. Bet you wish you laid off us cancer sticks now, huh? | |
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| Listen prick, it was emphysema, not cancer. Now come over here and let me have a drag. | |
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| Oh no, can't do that -- this is your hell, and everyone is allowed to smoke in your hell but you. Ironic, huh? | |
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| I will lick your balls for one puff. | |
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