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| He's here! Now for a day and night of televised debauchery! | |
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| Wants a man who can tear a telephone book in half with his tongue. | |
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| Wants a woman with the body of Cindy Crawford and the intellect of Ayn Rand. | |
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| Yeah, this'll be tight. Knock knock, love of my life. | |
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| Oh, wait, I forgot my jacket. In Tulsa. I won't be but a minute. | |
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| Oh, hell, let's just skip to the bar scene where we insult each other. | |
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