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It started in Alaska, back in 1974 . . .
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| You can tell the King that Mr. McDonald wants his money. | |
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| Here's a tip: tell that scottish fuck that he can take a "quarter pounder" and stick it up his fry-hole. | |
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And thus began a conflict that has carried on to this day!
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| Look, I don't know how many times I have to tell you, Ronald McDonald is DEAD. | |
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| Look Bugsy, you can't keep covering for the red-nosed sonofabitch forever. Now, where's the damn clown?! | |
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