1. - Previously on Big Mouth season two, baby!
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2. - Boobs!
- Boobs, boobs, boobs, boobs!
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3. - Why is everybody so obsessed with boobs?
- Your chest is concave.
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4. It's like a spoon.
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5. My mom says I'm going
to develop in my own time.
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6. - Hah! You fell for that?
- Holy heck!
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7. My girl's parents
are going through a dee-vorce!
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8. I am so tired of feeling bad.
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9. I've got it from here, love.
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10. Not the Depression Kitty!
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11. Let go of everything.
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12. - This feels so nice.
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13. Who are you?
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14. Who am I?
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15. The Shame Wizard!
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16. Oh.
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17. - Slut, Nicky, dick boy, filthy perv...
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18. - Leave us alone!
- You truly believe
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19. - you'd be better off without me?
- Oh, we know
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20. - we'd be better off without you.
- Oh!
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21. A world without shame, baby!
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22. Steve, you are fired.
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23. It's gonna be weird
not to be Coach Steve any more.
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24. I guess now I'm just...
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25. Coach.
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26. God! I love fucking you both.
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27. But in such different ways!
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28. I just need some time
to figure out who I am.
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29. I'm the only out kid in the school.
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30. - That's terrifying.
- I know.
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31. Holy shit, I think we've got one.
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32. - Bye!
- Bye!
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33. I need a new hormone monster,
and this time, I want someone good.
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34. Hello, my tasty little tortellini.
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35. - Connie?
- Baby, you are in very good hands.
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36. Your own!
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37. - I know you like me, okay?
- Of course!
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38. So why don't you know that you like me?
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39. - Aah, Andrew, you're freaking me out!
- Well, Missy—
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40. What happened there, cowboy?
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41. Can't you see what's going on here?
He's trying to steal you from me!
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42. - I bet he can walk!
- Stop it!
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43. - Are you okay?
- Jeez Louise, the optics on this.
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44. - Missy!
- Missy!
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45. - Jesus.
- That is some weird-ass
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46. toxic max-culinity.
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47. All right! You're all caught up!
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48. Get ready for season three, baby!
What are you gonna do?
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49. "A Chode to Spring" by Maurice Beverley.
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50. Behold the sun, the fiery anus of the sky
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51. Melting away the woolen clothes of winter
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52. Exposing skin, sweet flesh
A budding side-boob
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53. A peek of midriff and legs, legs, legs
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54. Lean haunches
Squatting low beside a bike rack
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55. Revealing a butt crack
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56. Oh, glorious spring, a rebirth!
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57. A fresh start for everyone
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58. Except you, Andrew Glouberman.
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59. Ugh. Do you think everyone remembers?
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60. - Oh, my goodness, Lars!
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61. They do now.
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62. - I told you he needed that chair.
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63. Yes, obviously. In retrospect,
he needed the wheelchair.
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64. I think.
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65. Andrew, I made you a doghouse.
Get in, you bald bitch.
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66. I thought you said
it was growing in nicely?
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67. Look, I think you're gorgeous.
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68. Uh, everyone, I have a brief statement.
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69. These past two weeks
have been a difficult,
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70. but very necessary,
learning experience for me.
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71. And frankly, I'm ready to rejoin
the middle school community
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72. and pretend that none of this
ever happened.
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73. Can you believe this guy?
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74. Just waltzing in here
like nothing happened?
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75. It just makes me so, so—
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76. It's okay, Missy,
he's not worth our energy.
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77. You're right,
I just need to cool down
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78. and go to my happy place.
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79. Oh, Missy, this is the life.
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80. Indeed, Nathan Fillion.
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81. There's nothing more gratifying
than flying through the cosmos,
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82. spreading peace and understanding.
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83. Yes, if only our space janitor
was doing his job.
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84. You know what, folks,
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85. it's not that easy flinging shit
out of the window by hand.
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86. Oh, please.
Monkeys do it every day.
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87. Oh, Nathan, your wit is only matched
by your fat package.
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88. Fat package. I feel better now.
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89. What does Lars have that I don't?
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90. Well, for starters, a full head of hair.
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91. You look like a coconut
that fell into a campfire.
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92. - Andrew! Focus up!
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93. We're supposed to be making
a shit-sucking birdhouse!
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94. Why is he so angry?
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95. Well, because Jay has quit
masturbating for a currently unknown,
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96. but, I'm sure, very fucked-up reason.
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97. It's definitely not because I banged
a male couch cushion,
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98. and now my dick is confused
about who she wants to fuck!
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99. Hold on.
You think your dick is a woman?
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100. Yeah! I'm not gay, dude.
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101. So you're not gonna jerk off at all?
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102. - You're just going cold turkey?
- Cold turkey?
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103. If I was gonna fuck a turkey,
I would warm it up,
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104. like a goddamn gentleman!
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105. I bet you 20 bucks,
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106. by the end of this episode,
that boy's gonna bone a turkey.
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107. Oh, man, gulp-a-roni!
Look at all that exposed skin.
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108. Hey, Jay, why don't you baste me?
Gobble, gobble.
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109. Hey, bro, what about me?
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110. I wanna get stuffed too.
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111. Ohhh!
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112. - Look at that crispy, buttery skin.
- What?
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113. - My favorite finger!
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114. - Oh, my God!
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115. Andrew just fingered me.
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116. Fuck!
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117. Oh, please.
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118. Your barbaric boy maimed
my idiot son.
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119. And the trials
of Andrew Glouberman continue.
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120. - You're gonna pay for this, Guy.
- I'm not paying for shit.
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121. It's not Jay's fault, he was distracted.
These girls are dressed like whores.
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122. And the guys are dressed
like straight-up hunks.
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123. - What the hell are you talking about?
- Myself. I'm a hunk.
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124. And if that makes me gay,
then I should probably just go and what?
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125. I don't know, jerk off?
Sh-Should I? Is that a nod?
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126. Couldn't we have done separate meetings?
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127. My name is Jay's Mom
and I'm an alcoholic.
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128. I'm not payin'
for this crazy woman's bullshit rehab.
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129. Stop quoting
my legendary law commercials.
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130. Look, folks, I have 49 days
until retirement.
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131. And?
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132. That's it. That's my take
on this clothing issue.
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133. I hear you all, I really do.
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134. As Dean of Student Life,
I think I have a solution.
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135. - Okay, let's dialogue.
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136. So, we all agree there's a lot of toxic
masculinity at this school, right?
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137. - Yeah, the other day I was—
- Hey, Jessi.
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138. Now's the time to listen, okay?
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139. Now, clearly, the male students
can't control themselves.
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140. - They're animals, that's not their fault.
- What?
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141. So, to protect our strong,
empowered women
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142. from the white-hot male gaze...
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143. Oh! More like white-hot male glaze.
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144. My balls are about to shit.
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145. we'll be implementing a dress code.
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146. - Dress code? What?
- Oh, what?
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147. Ah, come on!
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148. Why don't you just teach the boys
some impulse control?
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149. Well, that seems hard.
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150. Now, to show you
what students can no longer wear,
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151. here is Lola Skumpy.
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152. Lola?
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153. Now, all you fuckwads
who say I'm not a model
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154. can munch my brunch hole.
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155. No leggings, jeggings,
short skirts, short shorts,
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156. tank tops, crop tops,
halter tops or tramp stamps.
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157. 'Cause this is my money maker
and you don't get a receipt.
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158. Um... Okay. I'm sorry,
but those are all girl clothes.
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159. Apology accepted, Missy,
but you know what? Why don't you stand up?
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160. - Uh...
- Now everybody look at Missy.
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161. There's absolutely
nothing provocative about her clothing.
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162. The way she's dressed,
she could be a boy, or a girl, or a Minion
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163. - from the Despicable Me franchise.
- What?
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164. Some of you sexy girls
should be more like Missy.
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165. Oh, God, my happy place.
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166. That's better.
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167. Captain, since you're
such a nice space girl,
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168. I want you to transport
a dangerous prisoner,
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169. the most shrill and unhinged
young woman in the galaxy.
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170. You got that right.
What's up, mother truckers?
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171. Oh, no! It's my angry psycho clone,
Mirror Missy.
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172. I'm a bad B with a big itch,
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173. and I'm gonna scratch your eyes out
and finger fudge the holes.
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174. - Ooh. She's unpleasant.
- Why is she so scary?
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175. Men are threatened by women
who don't shy away from conflict.
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176. I'm sorry, Commander,
but we cannot transport this prisoner.
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177. - This is a peaceful ship.
- More like a piece of shit!
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178. Andrew's holding a piece of shit.
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179. Well, I'd rather have a piece of shit
than a fat package.
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180. - Really?
- No.
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181. Captain, you serve
at the pleasure of the Federation.
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182. Be a sweetheart
and do as you're told, sweetheart.
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183. Um... Okay.
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184. And so, in summary, great job, Missy.
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185. Way to dress like a unisex toddler.
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186. - Thank you?
- You're welcome.
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187. Missy, you did not just thank him.
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188. Yeah, I heard it,
I don't know why I just did that.
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189. Hey, Lizer, would you like to speak
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190. to how this dress code
will affect the boys?
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191. Oh, shut up.
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192. Thank you, Jessi,
I was just gonna get to that.
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193. The boys are not allowed to wear
T-shirts with curse words
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194. or luchador masks.
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195. I feel personally targeted.
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196. Ugh! Lizer's infuriating.
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197. That fake feminist motherfucker!
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198. Let's burn his Chevy Volt.
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199. Why are you so angry?
You don't even wear those clothes.
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200. Yeah, she always wears red pants
and a purple shirt.
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201. Nick, that's not the point.
It's the whole sexist,
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202. "You're asking for it
in that short skirt" thing.
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203. It's called rape culture.
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204. Whoa-oh-oh! Oh-ho!
Droppin' the R word over here.
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205. Jessi, I admire your passion,
but I think we should all just calm down.
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206. No! The girls should not be punished
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207. because the boys
won't control themselves.
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208. We can't control ourselves, Jessi!
You heard Lizer.
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209. Boys are animals, full of cum and fury.
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210. Is that true? Are we animals?
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211. - Is that why I freaked out on Lars?
- Yeah, you're animals.
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212. I mean, have you seen
the boys' bathroom?
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213. It's like the toilet's a suggestion.
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214. Hey, I can't believe I'm saying this,
but I think Jay is right.
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215. - What?
- Fuck, yeah!
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216. Jay's never been right.
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217. Well I do feel out of control
all the time
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218. and I think I'm gonna use that
as an excuse for my actions.
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219. No. Because that's— That just means
that you can just do whatever you want
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220. and cut off fingers
and pull wheelchairs out of people.
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221. - Missy, you sound crazy right now.
- Oh.
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222. Just jerk yourself off
and get your shit together!
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223. I'm gonna blast you out of the universe,
you science lesbo.
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224. Missy, we can't take another hit.
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225. We should surrender,
he's a mad man.
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226. Fire back! Right in the crack!
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227. But he's so loud and confident,
I can't even think.
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228. So don't, dork,
just blast his butt wide open!
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229. No, Missy! Your non-confrontational nature
is one of the things
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230. I find most attractive about you.
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231. Okay, yeah. Uh... evasive maneuvers!
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232. Retreat, retreat!
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233. Whatever, never mind.
I mean, I love science!
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234. And if I were a lesbian,
that would be fine! What? Oh!
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235. Hah! Did you guys see me win
that conversation?
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236. She walked away making flustered noises.
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237. You guys are all such pigs.
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238. Yeah, y'all are raw, dirty pigs,
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239. filled with trichinosis and worms!
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240. Me? Hold on. Jessi, what did I do?
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241. Yeah, what did he do?
He just stood there and said nothin'--
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242. Oh. You just stood there and said nothin'!
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243. Like Billy Bush! I miss him on Extra!
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244. It's the first day of the dress code
at Bridgeton Middle,
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245. and things are already super weird.
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246. - Uh... Too short over here.
- Ugh.
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247. You'll be wearing
the Grimace costume today.
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248. That's right, folks,
the offending girls have to wear
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249. the excess wardrobe from the fall play,
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250. The Ronald McDonalogues.
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251. I'm really enjoying this.
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252. Excuse my French,
but isn't this a little bit bogus?
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253. Yeah! I can't believe
he made me the Hamburglar!
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254. Even though I do steal burgers
from McDonald's. Rubble, rubble.
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255. It is bananas that we have to dress up
like fast-food mascots or get sent home.
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256. Ugh, this costume is ridiculous,
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257. - I'm gonna have to get naked to shit.
- Uh...
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258. Yes, I'm an attractive woman and I shit.
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259. Devin, she's just like us.
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260. You know what, we should all just wear
our sluttiest outfits tomorrow.
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261. That's... actually not a bad idea.
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262. It could be like a form of protest.
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263. Yeah, protests are cool now.
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264. Hold on. Are you suggesting,
like, an Amber Rose Slut Walk?
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265. Ooh! I love that.
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266. Um... "Do we really wanna call ourselves
the S-word?" is the question.
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267. All right, pitching...
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268. What about,
"A bunch of skanks walking the plank?"
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269. Yeah, let's be sexy pirates
with peg legs made of dildos.
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270. Let's just stick with Slut Walk.
We're gonna take back that word.
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271. I'm Captain Jack-off My Sparrow,
I loves red wine and scarves.
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272. Bwark! Free the nipple.
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273. Um... Mom, do you have any sexy clothes?
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274. Mm, I have a corduroy photographer's vest
that won't unzip.
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275. - Is that what you mean?
- I don't think so.
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276. Why do you ask, firefly?
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277. Well, um, all of the girls
are wearing sexy clothes tomorrow,
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278. - to protest the dress code—
- Protest?
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279. That's important work.
Do you want some bras to burn?
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280. That's the only reason I have them.
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281. But don't give them all away.
I use one of them to gather radishes.
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282. Huh. Okay, I'm not sure I actually
feel comfortable dressing provocatively.
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283. Well, it's your choice how to dress.
That's the whole point of the protest.
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284. I can just wear my overalls?
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285. - Of course you can.
- Oh, thank goodness!
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286. And just to be clear,
I put the radishes in the bra.
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287. - I don't wear the bra.
- Okay, Dad.
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288. Great, just as long as we're
on the same page about the radish bra.
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289. - Do I wear it?
- No!
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290. And then Jessi called us pigs,
and none of it was my fault.
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291. Well, did you speak up
on behalf of the girls?
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292. What? No, why would I do that?
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293. Because your dumb-ass,
misogynist friends might listen to you.
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294. Yeah, but I don't wanna be
the guy that tells other guys
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295. - they're being misogynistic.
- Well, why not?
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296. - Because they'll call him a pussy.
- Thank you, Judd.
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297. Since when did being called
a beautiful genital
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298. - become an insult?
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299. I must have missed that lesson
at Man University.
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300. You guys don't understand
the politics of childhood.
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301. Nicky, the girls are going through
something right now,
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302. and you can either be an ally,
or an asshole, like Judd.
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303. I'm a gaping asshole. Respect my truth.
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304. Well, if you're a pussy
and you're a gaping asshole,
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305. then I must be the world's luckiest taint.
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306. Mm!
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307. Whoa. Um...
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308. What are you wearing, Jessi Bear?
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309. We're protesting the dress code.
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310. That's great, but that's a lot of skin.
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311. - Are you saying that my body's not my own?
- Of course not.
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312. That I don't know what I'm doing
and that I'm objectifying myself
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313. and maybe this is a terrible idea
and I should just—
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314. I think you look really powerful, Jessi.
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315. - Oh. Thank you.
- Yeah. Thank you, Dina.
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316. Oh, shit! Cantor Dina likes it?
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317. - Is this whole thing a mistake?
- I don't know, but we're in too deep.
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318. I already got a tramp stamp.
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319. It says "Slut Walk," right?
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320. Um...
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321. Ladies and gentlemen,
mesdames and monsieurs, bienvenue!
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322. The filthy tweenage girls
of Bridgeton Middle present,
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323. "The Slut Walk."
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324. I did.
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325. Being a cock tease is
every woman's right.
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326. These feminists make
my underwear tight.
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327. I think you missed the point.
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328. It's empowering to be jiggly,
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329. - hot and twerky.
- What?
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330. Okay, stop.
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331. That was fun, what just happened?
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332. I though we were really
finding our groove.
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333. You guys are being disgusting!
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334. So much skin! Uh, sex...
Uh... meat! Sex meat!
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335. - Jesus, Jay, just go jerk off already!
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336. Oh, my God, you guys are all,
like, total animals.
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337. Exactly. That's what I've been saying,
we're animals.
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338. You're not animals, stop saying that.
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339. Well, why don't you stop telling me
what I can and can't say?
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340. Yeah, this country was built
on hate speech!
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341. - How about this? Stop being a creep!
- I'm not being a creep.
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342. You're the ones that dressed up all sexy,
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343. and then you get mad at us
for saying you're sexy.
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344. - What do you bitches want from us?
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345. - Bitches?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
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346. Andrew, they're not bitches,
they're sluts.
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347. Don't call us sluts!
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348. - But you're calling yourselves sluts.
- We're allowed.
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349. Look, I'm just trying
to be an ally to women.
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350. Why are you taking the girls' side?
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351. - Yeah, you're a pussy.
- Oh, no. Judd was right!
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352. I bet you have a pussy. Let me see it.
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353. I can't win.
What the hell am I supposed to do?
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354. I don't know. Apologize on a podcast?
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355. Oh. Am I late?
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356. Yes, Missy, and you're not wearing
the right clothes either.
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357. But didn't you see my sign?
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358. Who cares?
You're, like, a traitor to your gender.
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359. Okay, I will process
that social pain on my own time.
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360. Uh, Jessi,
could I get a little backup here?
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361. I mean, that is just
what you wear every day.
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362. Why do you always have to be
such a goody-goody?
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363. But wha...
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364. You betrayed us!
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365. Die, Space Judas!
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366. You're just like
when I testified against my mom.
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367. Missy, the ship has sustained
too much damage
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368. from the previous attacks,
and Andrew's clogged the toilet.
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369. And I still have more to give.
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370. You gotta get pissed!
Fire back at those fudging girls!
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371. I can't! I'm likable, that's my thing.
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372. Well, then, let me out! I'll do it.
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373. - No!
- The ship is malfunctioning.
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374. And the toilet's overflowing, Andrew!
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375. - I'm sorry.
- Whoo-hoo! I'm free, bitches!
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376. Oh, no, the prisoner escaped!
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377. What am I gonna— No. Oh, no, no.
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378. I just wanted
to... be a... part of this.
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379. Ew! You're crying now?
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380. - Classic girl move.
- Oh. Now she's yelling and she's crying.
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381. You know what? This might be
my morning soda talking,
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382. but fuck everybody, I'm outta here.
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383. And all the clocks in this school
are showing different times.
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384. Well, well, well.
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385. It looks like the girls have "gone wild,"
as they say.
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386. We're protesting,
your sexist dress code.
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387. And because of that, guess what,
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388. you all just got yourselves
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389. My classroom, girls,
do not change clothes.
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390. We're not girls, we're ladies.
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391. Oof!
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392. Fuck, my cock-sucking ankle.
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393. I mean, they say
they don't want us to look,
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394. but then they're parading around
in these short skirts.
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395. - These prude-sluts are so confusing.
- I can't even think straight.
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396. You know what you need to do?
Ah! Put your opinion online.
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397. Don't think— Shout out to UCB.
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398. Fuck it, we'll do it live!
Shout out to Bill O'Reilly.
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399. Hey, what's up family?
It's Fart Boy, you know me.
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400. I farted into a dumpster.
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401. I ripped one into a dirty puddle.
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402. But I'm not here to fart today.
I'm here to toot the truth.
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403. - Toot, toot.
- Can you smell it?
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404. 'Cause it's not silent, but it is deadly.
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405. Holy cow, Andrew, this is perfect.
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406. - What do women want?
- Shout out to my boy, Mel Gibson.
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407. 'Cause I don't know.
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408. There was this girl, okay,
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409. and I tried bein' the sweet guy
they're always sayin' they want—
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410. - But they don't want no nice guy.
- And she dumped me.
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411. - Ooh!
- So then I tried to be the cool guy.
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412. - Kangol hat, y'all.
- But she didn't like that either,
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413. 'cause I guess I pulled a kid
out of a wheelchair or something?
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414. Fake news.
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415. Guys, it's just hard
to be a boy these days.
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416. Hard out here for a Fart Boy! Fart fart!
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417. Anyone else feelin' me?
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418. Less talk, more farts.
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419. Press your ass against the camera
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420. Please check out my fart videos! Big fan!
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421. Hey, man, there are a lot of guys
out there who feel the same way.
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422. Really?
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423. Hey, should I go?
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424. Meet up with a bunch
of random men from the Internet?
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425. Um, yes, please.
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426. It's completely unfair
the girls got detention.
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427. Have they repealed
the First Amendment yet?
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428. Look, as a Fox News Jew,
I think they were dressed like trollops.
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429. Well, as an NPR woman,
who was born Jewish,
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430. but no longer practices Judaism,
I think the boys acted terribly.
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431. God, you're so shrill.
You sound like a goddamn teapot!
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432. - Don't talk to my wife like that.
- I don't need you to defend me, Cyrus.
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433. My name is Jay's Mom
and I have a secret daughter.
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434. - Sit down!
- Damn it, Lizer!
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435. You did a dress code, and it didn't work!
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436. So what are you gonna do now,
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437. Uh...
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438. - Yeah, what are you gonna do?
- Uniforms?
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439. - Uniforms?
- Stiff, scratchy, unattractive uniforms?
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440. I, for one, wanna hear more
about that secret daughter.
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441. Ugh! I look like a fucking Mormon.
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442. - Hey.
- Oh, good, you look like shit too.
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443. Whoa. What's your problem?
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444. - I'm pissed off, asshole!
- She's pissed off, asshole!
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445. Look, I get it,
it sucks that you got detention.
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446. Come on, give him a break,
he's sympathetic.
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447. You don't get it. You don't know
what it's like being a girl.
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448. - People tell you what to wear!
- I just—
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449. The whole world tells you
how big your boobs should be.
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450. - Really?
- And you called us sluts!
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451. Well, I'm sorry for all of that stuff,
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452. but, Jessi, I'm on your side.
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453. I just literally don't know what to do.
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454. Well, I don't know exactly either!
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455. I think it might just be this long
conversation we all have to keep having!
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456. - Well, fine, then let's have it.
- I think we are having it.
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457. - Really? Right now?
- Yes, this is it.
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458. - Well it's not that bad.
- It's fine.
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459. - All right!
- Go ahead.
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460. - Great!
- Can I have the last word for once?
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461. - Yes.
- Just don't be the guy
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462. that always has to say the last thing.
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463. - Okay.
- Don't do it!
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464. - Can I just give you a hug?
- No!
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465. - No?
- Oh, okay.
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466. Damn, y'all are in middle school
and you havin' this big-ass conversation.
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467. I loves you guys.
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468. Hey, my best friends
are best friends again.
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469. - Coach Steve?
- Oh, I wish!
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470. I got fired from Walgreens
and now I'm Coach Mannequin Steve.
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471. Downside is, you know,
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472. I'm technically no longer a human being.
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473. Upside is I can pop my arm off
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474. for awesome high fives.
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475. High five!
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476. I love you, my very quiet dudes.
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477. Uh-oh, there goes Richard.
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478. All I wanted was
to keep wearing my overalls.
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479. And now I have to wear this stupid skirt
and everyone's mad at me.
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480. Oh, quit the waterworks,
you pathetic little butt munch.
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481. No, stay away from me!
I just wanna be sad.
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482. Bull honky!
You're not sad, you're angry.
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483. Furious! You're a cop
and someone just killed your partner.
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484. The day before he was supposed to retire.
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485. It's a tragedy! He bought a frigging boat!
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486. Ah! Stop it! I hate you!
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487. You're mean and ugly
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488. and I don't want people to think
that I'm like you.
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489. Well, guess what, Hitler's nut?
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490. I am you!
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491. Shut up!
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492. Gah! What have I done?
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493. That's what I'm talkin' about, baby.
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494. Tastes like power.
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495. Hey, firefly. So, here's the bra
with several radishes in it.
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496. As you can see, I'm not wearing it, right?
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497. - Okay, Dad, yeah, I get it.
- Then say it.
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498. You don't wear the bra.
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499. - And?
- It's for radishes!
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500. Sweet dreams, firefly.
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501. Ooh.
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502. What's that sexy smell?
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503. Mm!
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504. Whoa! What are you doin' here?
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505. There's never food in this house.
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506. - Ohhh.
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507. You're not for eating.
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508. Let me make sure I understand
what you want.
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509. You're saying I need to fuck you
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510. before my body completely shuts down?
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511. - Uh—
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512. Ohhh. You've busted your trussing,
you dirty bird.
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513. Yeah, I'm surprised I knew that word, too.
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514. So we get to the restaurant,
and I don't open the door for her
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515. because I guess
I'm not supposed to now.
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516. Didn't you get the memo, Dan?
Chivalry's dead.
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517. Yeah, yeah, we're all laughing.
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518. And then she freaks out at me.
It's like, what do they want from us?
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519. See, this is what I'm talkin' about!
We can't win!
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520. - This kid gets it! What's up, little dude?
- Hello, other dudes.
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521. Hey, buddy, welcome. Share your struggle.
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522. Okay. Well, there was this girl—
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523. - Boo!
- Yeah, thank you.
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524. Exactly. Women are all mixed up
nowadays, right?
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525. They seem to have forgotten
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526. that their biological imperative
is to have babies.
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527. Oh, okay.
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528. Because... And this is science, right?
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529. Women's brains are smaller.
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530. No, they're not.
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531. And that's why my wife
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532. to leave me for a "black doctor,"
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533. - whatever that means.
- Probably that he went to medical school.
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534. And then her Jew lawyer says
it's because I beat up my gay neighbor.
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535. It's PC bullshit.
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536. That's why we need
a patriarchal ethno-state
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537. of pure European blood!
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538. - Yeah!
- Truth, man!
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539. Okay, I get it now. They're Nazis.
We're with Nazis!
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540. All right, lock the door, Andrew.
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541. We're gonna Inglourious Basterds
these A-holes.
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542. You want to light the room on fire
and kill everybody?
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543. Yeah, what were you thinking?
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544. I was thinking
we just leave the Nazi meeting.
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545. - I mean, nobody knows we're here.
- Hello, Andrew.
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546. - Oh, God, of course, it's you.
- Mm-hm.
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547. Bring it on. I'm a bad guy,
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548. I've made another series
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549. - of terrible choices...
- Yeah.
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550. And now I'm hanging out
with white supremacists.
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551. Yes, yes, all those things,
that's why I'm here.
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552. Hey, man, how you gonna pay
for this Nazi dildo?
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553. - Your card got declined.
- Ugh.
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554. Swipe it again,
I— I— I literally just bought a Twix.
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555. Oh, yeah.
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556. - Oh, yeah. You want that gravy?
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557. - Oh, yeah! You do?
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558. Oh, my gravy boat's so full of gravy.
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559. - Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah!
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560. Oh, that's right.
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561. - Oh!
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562. Get stuffed!
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563. Rarty. Party. Party.
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564. I made that turkey
for a dinner party.
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565. Hey, Nick. How am I?
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566. I'm okay, I went to a Nazi meeting.
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567. - Oh, Andrew.
- Oh, no, no. I didn't like it.
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568. Well, that's good news.
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569. Hey, what's goin' on with you lately?
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570. I don't know, it's—
it's just been really hard
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571. with the Missy and the Lars thing,
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572. 'cause it made me so angry
and I thought that I was the victim,
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573. but now I think
that maybe I'm the asshole.
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574. - That is possible.
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575. I don't want
to have hate in my heart.
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576. - Aw. Come here, buddy.
- Oh, God. They hated Jews so much.
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577. I know, it's hard.
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578. You know what's not hard? My dick!
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579. - That's great, Jay.
- Don't you wanna know why?
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580. Let me guess, you fucked a turkey.
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581. What? No, you wish.
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582. Okay, I did and it was awesome.
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583. I called it.
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584. Get this. At one point, it was on top!
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585. The turkey rode me, reverse turkey girl.
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586. Oh, Jay, how did I ever let you go?
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587. Ooh, and she let me cheese on her giblets.
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588. Whoa. Guys, check it out.
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589. Missy's not wearing her uniform.
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590. Miss Foreman-Greenwald,
what am I not seeing on your body?
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591. Uh...
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592. You've broken the rules, Captain,
and now it's time to pay the price.
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593. Missy, we must surrender!
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594. He's too strong for us!
We're all gonna die!
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595. Mr. Shit is right.
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596. No, Mr. Shit is wrong.
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597. It's time to fight back!
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598. Yeah, it's time to finger fudge
some eye sockets!
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599. Don't trust her, Missy.
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600. Shut up, you sweet beefcake,
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601. with your pillow lips
and your perfect skin.
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602. Tick-tock! It's dick punch o'clock.
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603. And I don't like to be late!
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604. I'm not wearing my uniform
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605. 'cause it's butt ugly and stupid!
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606. And you are a creepy, sexist fudge face!
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607. - Yeah, Missy!
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608. Oh, now you're cheerin'? Rah-rah-rah!
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609. Your cheers are hollow.
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610. You shamed me for what I wore!
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611. All you girls are
a bunch of hypocrites!
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612. - Ha-ha! Suck it, ladies!
- Oh, button your yap, Jay!
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613. - Yeah, that's my bad.
- And just so you know,
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614. boys aren't animals,
they are capable of self-control!
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615. I learned that, too, Missy.
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616. - And you!
- Oh, no.
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617. We went out for, like,
five fudgin' days.
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618. I don't owe you squat-diddly!
Get over it, Señor Poop!
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619. Okay, Missy, that's enough!
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620. Chow down on your vertical frown, Lizer!
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621. What is that supposed
to even mean to me?
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622. Uh, what that is actually
supposed to mean
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623. is that now it is time
for you to eat your own ass, you bozo!
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624. - Caleb, are you rolling on this?
- I got everything after "Señor Poop."
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625. This? My asshole?
You can't talk to— No.
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626. - The kid's right, Lizer.
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627. Eat your own ass.
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628. - I—
- I got 45 days left,
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629. and you've made a mess of everything.
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630. Now, kids, whose names I don't know,
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631. middle school is the worst time
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632. No need for us
to make it any harder, right?
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633. So no more uniforms,
no more sexist dress codes.
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634. - I'm happy, too.
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635. The next person
who speaks to me is expelled.
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636. Missy! Missy!
Missy! Missy! Missy!
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637. Ah, spring. A new season has begun.
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638. And as the days grow longer,
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639. like so many math class boners,
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640. the dreams, they grow wetter.
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641. For April showers
bring Austin Powers.
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642. Do I make you horny, baby?
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643. Season three will.
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644. Whoo! Season three is underway.
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645. Did you see that one episode is called
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646. In my case, it's a bottle of rosé
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647. and getting my wings choked out.
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648. Hit it, Luda.
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649. Luda!
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650. Feel this, just gets meaner and meaner
each time, baby.
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651. Feelin' real good, too.
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652. Ha, ha. Good At Bizness.
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653. - Chirp.
- Fathouse.
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