1. Got a bit banged up after work
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Dary and I are
doing it Friday.
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Did too.
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more than once.
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that's a two-way street.
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Plant the corn. Get her goin'.
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gonna do it?
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10. Well, Questions McGarrity over
here, we chain it up and yank
it out like a loose tooth.
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gonna chain it up to?
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Won't do.
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13. Why?
'Cause that might be a little
too punk rock, Dary.
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14. What's wrong with my van?
More than a coat of paint.
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More than
two coats of paint.
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Rear end differential.
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Alternator. Battery.
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She'll perform.
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cut once then, bud.
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20. You said yesterday,
it could win
a demolition derby.
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21. No I never.
I said yesterday it was fit
for a demolition derby.
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22. No you never.
Ain't no reason
to get excited.
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You better settle down
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talk to you...
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things I don't like about you,
and it's your face.
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you're not gonna like about
your own face.
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and give it the beats.
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28. You boys ever had
a peanut butter sandwich?
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you're just stuck.
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of the yoghurt cup for that
nugget of wisdom, aren't you?
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33. You appreciate
my metaphors, Katy.
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about you.
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about me?
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over there squarely down.
Yeah. No. Huh?
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39. Heck! You wouldn't mind
a quick heads up from a fella
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to steam press his Calvins.
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41. And that's your lesson
for today, folks,
farts always win.
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42. That right there
was an air biscuit.
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if I do say so, myself.
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46. Wayne, you gonna
weigh in on this?
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47. Well there's nothing
better than a fart.
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48. Except kids falling off
bikes maybe. Fuck, I could
watch kids fall off bikes
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I don't give a shit
about your kids.
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that fart.
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appreciates it too.
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52. Wouldn't it be kinda neat
if you could like,
catalog your farts?
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54. Well, I feel like
if other people could hear
that crack splitter
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a positive impact
on their lives.
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56. That may be the nicest thing
everybody has ever
said about me.
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keep track of and record
your farts.
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builds us a website.
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fuck that pig?
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to calls up
the internets.
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number for the internet, Dan?
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added me on Skypes
a while back,
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my emails.
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Well, I have an idea,
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but,
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right here in town who can
builds us a websites
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to calls up the internets,
you know.
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Right, we'll skip
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Um, Stewart.
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business with a meth head?
One or two.
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horses here, let's put it
to a vote, those for...
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Get real.
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81. Then she's bought
and paid for.
Two against one.
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82. So, driving Pete's family's
out of town, he had a bit
of a Texas Hold'em Tournament.
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with my second-cousins.
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And Jarrett.
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85. Well, Pete gets all
liquored up. Long story short,
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just standing there
in the kitchen
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87. having a beer watching
Pete hang a piss
down his own basement stairs.
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88. Then he turns the cock on
himself, pisses all over
his goddamn chest.
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89. Then he falls down his own
piss-soaked stairs.
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90. What are you gonna do?
It's like, "Hey, it's your
fucking house!"
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91. But also, "Fuck!
It's your house."
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94. That's right.
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96. But, drop the "The."
Just, Fartbook.
It's cleaner.
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98. And we want 30%.
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Money, generated from
the site!
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101. We are not gonna
be making any money
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102. Yes, we will.
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playing the butt trumpet,
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and make a fortune.
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105. Now, let's talk about
marketing.
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106. Who should we target to buy
ad space on Fartbook?
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107. Indian food. Greek food.
Asian noodle soups.
What about ring tones?
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108. Instead of putting
your phone on silent,
you put in on silent...
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109. But deadly.
You are an idiot.
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110. He's a...
Wait.
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111. You're an idiot.
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112. Is geo-stamping farts
a good idea?
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113. Of course it is.
Popcorn, fart location,
movie theater.
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114. That's information
I's wants to know!
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115. No.
Why not?
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116. 'Cause it's too complicated.
It's like algebra.
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117. Why you gotta put numbers
and letters together?
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118. Why can't you just go
fuck yourself?
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119. The kids will fucking
love that shit.
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120. Yeah, you know what else
kids love, keys.
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121. Dangling in front
of their faces.
They fucking love it.
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123. No ads then.
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124. Shake on 30%.
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125. Anything down the road
will be negotiated
in good faith.
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126. Beggars can't
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127. Meritorious!
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128. Give us... 24 hours.
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129. Eduardo.
We're ranking farts.
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130. I need the algorithm.
I need the algorithm.
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131. How are you now?
Hey.
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132. Not too bad.
Good, and you?
Huh?
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135. Fartbook.
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138. What's wrong with you?
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139. Seeing it all come together...
Sort yourself out.
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140. Here's what we've done.
I am, at this point,
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of Fartbook.
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142. Each member will be able to
upload three farts.
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143. Each member will post
a picture to their farts.
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144. Members will then be allowed
to friend request each other
and accumulate audiences for
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146. For example...
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148. Wanna know, that's...
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149. That's mint.
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150. Like the...
Little bull snort there
in the middle there, Stewart.
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151. I really like the placement
of the fizzler at the end.
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152. Thank you.
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153. Now, shall we sign
one of you up?
Oh!
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154. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me.
Me. Me. Me. Me.
Me. Me. Me. Me...
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155. Daryl.
Oh, fuck. Shit. Cunt. Fuck...
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156. Wait a sec. Can I go eat a can
of Chef Boyardee?
Oh! No times.
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157. I can farts on command.
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158. Okay?
Mmm-mmm.
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159. Ready.
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160. Ahem, I recommend recording
through a professional
studio mic
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161. but the internal
computer mic
will work for now.
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162. Okay, Dan.
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163. Ready?
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164. Go.
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165. Oh, very nice.
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166. Boy howdy.
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167. Onto the second one.
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168. Go.
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169. That was a winner.
Really nice work, Dan.
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170. Really nice work, Dan.
Fuck, is this awkward.
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171. Onto number three.
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172. No, no, no.
I can do better.
I wants to go again.
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173. No, I think you should
keep it.
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174. No one likes a fart
that sounds too staged.
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175. Do you wanna know what?
He's right.
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176. Like that person who just
happens to have burst out
laughing in every group photo
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178. Like the camera just happened
to catch that magic moment
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179. in every single one.
That like, "Say cheese."
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180. You're not fooling me, bud.
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181. Nope.
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182. If you think, if you think
it's a good idea...
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183. It's a good spread there.
Like...
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184. It's a good spread.
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to a test audience,
before it goes live.
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187. Um...
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188. Get some feedback.
Iron out the bugs.
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189. Suggestions?
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190. Gail. Duh...
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192. Mmm...
What about Boots?
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193. Oh, mmm, the Ginger...
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195. Ever heard anything about
that guy fucking an ostrich?
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196. I heard it was Boots who
fucked the ostrich.
No.
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fucked an ostrich.
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Let's see...
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to fuck an ostrich.
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200. You think they were
both there?
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201. Like, Boots held down
the ostrich?
I suppose...
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202. If you really wanted to get
to the bottom of it...
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203. We could find someone,
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205. Who might know
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206. how they get fucked.
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207. I don't think we need
to invite them, though.
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208. We should get the hockey
players in on this.
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209. Those d-gens would lap
this right up.
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210. Maybe get Glen.
Get the Christians on board.
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211. Agreed. And we should also get
Katy into the fracas.
I'll talk to her.
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212. The fuck you will.
Wondrous.
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214. We reconvene back here
in 24 hours.
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217. Go.
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218. Hey, has Katy liked
any of your farts on Fartbook?
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219. No, you?
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220. Huh.
No. Huh.
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221. We got a problem.
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222. We need to talk to Gail.
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223. Gail.
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225. Good and you?
Not so bad.
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226. Gail, we've summoned
you here today to talk
about your Fartbook profile.
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227. Okay.
Let's listen.
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so right.
Wrong.
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229. You've attached messages
to each of your farts.
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230. For example,
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or you will have bad sex
for the rest of your life.
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232. But see, I had just got that
message from someone else.
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233. So it's like, if I didn't
send it, then I'd be stuck
having bad shaboink forever.
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234. And I enjoy a horizontal
refreshment for my
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to take that risk.
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236. It's called spamming, Gail.
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237. Never heard it called that.
Heard it called spunking
one or two times...
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238. No. Sending annoying messages
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is called spamming.
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241. And it's annoying.
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242. No. No. No.
Yes. Yes.
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to misuse Fartbook,
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to suspend
your membership.
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245. Suspend my membership?
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246. Why don't you suspend
my fist in your ass,
you little fuck.
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247. If you ever threaten me
like that again,
I'll spread your cheeks
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248. and I'll feed you
a Kentucky Klondike Bar,
you little twat.
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249. I'll drop an Alabama Hot
Pocket in your
deuce maker, Charlie.
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250. I'll fuckin' land shark your
shit house so fast
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for your mother,
you fucking asshole.
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252. Fuck you, Stewart.
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253. You drop deuces in every
orifice of your body,
you fuckhead!
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255. And then I will...
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256. We've got another problem.
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258. What?
Katy.
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259. We've summoned you here today
to talk about your
Fartbook profile.
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260. Super.
Let's listen.
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261. Problem?
Those are cat farts.
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262. Right.
You've got a picture of your
cat under each of your farts.
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263. It's not my cat.
It's just a barn cat.
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264. I seen a coon having sex
with a barn cat on top
of my truck one time, fuck.
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265. What's the nature of
that, David Suzuki?
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266. No one cares
about your
cat's farts.
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268. Not to be impolite,
but you're the only one
who thinks so.
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got a cat or a kid,
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or kid's farts are
super special and unique.
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271. They're not.
They are just a cat
or a kid fart.
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272. In addition, you've been
updating new farts
from your cat almost hourly.
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273. Oh, that's because there's
so many cute farts.
Like I can't even keep up.
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274. Katy! What
is this fucking gong show?
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275. We're supposed to be napping
right now, boys.
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276. What?
We are at home.
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277. In the middle of
a 'Chel tournament
with big dingers in...
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278. When we see you've been liking
all this duster's farts
on Fartbook.
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279. And none of this
beauty's farts.
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280. And not one
of this grain fed,
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281. USDA certified,
100% non-animal
tested, organic beauty.
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282. Not one.
You're welcome.
Thanks, buddy.
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284. So he's gonna think
you wanna fucking wheel him.
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285. He's gonna think that
you wanna turn on the jets.
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286. Because I like
his farts?
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288. I'm just pushing a button.
It doesn't mean anything.
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289. What the fuck
are you looking at,
you fuckin' pilon?
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290. Fucking vampire...
Pipe down, idiots.
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292. Now.
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293. I'm gonna get you,
you fuckin' pheasant!
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294. We're comin' phezzy!
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295. Guys.
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296. Boy, you're havin'
quite a day, Super-chief.
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297. We've got
another problem.
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298. Where's Glen?
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299. Daryl, Rage Monkeys.
Daniel. Wayne.
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300. We've summoned you
here today to talk to you
about your Fartbook profile.
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and no farts
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with everyone along
for the test drive.
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304. Hmm. I'm not friends
with everyone.
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305. I'm not friends
with Wayne yet.
But I wanna be.
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you were just cruising
through Fartbook
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on everyone's farts but
contributing nothing yourself.
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310. Blessed with a very healthy
gastro-intestinal system.
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is called creeping.
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is all about.
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creeping other people's farts.
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is wrong with that?
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to misuse Fartbook,
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your membership.
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319. Fine. Fine.
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millions of ways
of hearing unlimited farts.
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326. I think we should
pump the brakes on Fartbook.
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Why?
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328. It's kicking up
too much dust.
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329. We haven't even gotten into it
and already folks
are gettin' chapped asses.
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330. Well, that's their problem.
Not ours.
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332. We started Fartbook so that
good folks could share farts
with other good folks.
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or spam farts...
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335. Although, if you eat spam,
you'll get good farts.
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336. Farts should never come
between the love of a man
and a woman.
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337. It's not right.
You don't get
to 500 million farts
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339. Exactly.
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342. Today, Fartbook is dead.
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343. Oh. You think so?
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on this one.
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we invented it.
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Our idea.
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348. You know, you really
don't need a forensics team
to get to the bottom of this.
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349. If you were
the inventors of Fartbook,
you'd have invented Fartbook.
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350. Hold your horses there.
Let's put this to a vote.
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Fartbook, raise your hands.
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352. Those against?
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353. But we own 30 percent.
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to sit on our backs
and call yourselves tall,
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357. But don't think that
we're gonna sit here and
enjoy listening to you lie.
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of our attention,
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of our attention.
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for your attention?
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361. The rest of our attention
is back at the offices
of Fartbook,
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and I are doing things
that no one on this farm,
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you idiots,
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creatively, artistically,
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capable of doing.
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your condescending question?
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coming back
for 30 percent,
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for everything.
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373. I don't know
what happened just now.
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374. No... No...
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375. You know, I've been
thinking about Fartbook...
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377. I think maybe
we pulled the cord too quick
on that, you parachute.
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378. I miss it too,
three-point shoes.
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380. Too much, likely.
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381. I was always checking it.
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382. It was very addicting.
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383. Except, did you ever really
stop to think about one thing,
did you?
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into your computer
doesn't exactly
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of having sex with girls.
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Okay.
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that Glen stole our website.
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for more than 36 hours.
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Jesus!
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393. Fucking sort
yourselves out.
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five men came in this church
so aggressively.
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Hmm...
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to Christian Fart Mingle?
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399. What's that?
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400. It's like Christian Mingle,
but for farts.
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401. We asked your help
with our idea
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402. and you went behind our backs
and stole'd it.
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403. I didn't... Excuse...
Oh, my God.
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404. Those are some hairy
allegations you are firing,
at my face.
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405. All your allegations...
All of them, completely
fricken' false. Baseless.
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406. How?
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407. Stewart, I did not
steal anything.
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408. Because the last time
I checked,
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409. taking advantage
of a growing trend
was not stealing.
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410. What trend?
I'll tell you.
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411. But first, let's sing a hymn.
No.
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412. No.
Fine.
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413. Look, y'all had
a good idea, all right?
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414. You had a terrific idea.
Congratulations.
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415. But did you actually think
you were the only ones
in the world to have it?
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416. What are you talking about?
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417. I'm talking about
Fart culture, Stewart.
It's all the rage.
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418. It's everywhere.
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419. You know...
Nothing...
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420. Glen will show you.
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421. Ever heard of Plenty of Farts?
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422. I've heard of Plenty of Fish.
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423. It's very much like that,
except for farts.
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424. Here. Here's the one
I like the best.
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425. It's called Fart Filter.
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426. And I like it because you can
put different filters on all
of your farts and it's fun.
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427. So, yeah, I'll just
show you how it works.
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428. This one, no filter. Nothing.
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429. Who cares? Not Glen, right?
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430. Vanilla. Pedestrian...
I'm not interested.
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431. However, shove that baby
through the Hudson filter...
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432. What's she gonna sound like?
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433. Now there's a renovation.
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434. Now suck on
your Sutro filter...
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435. Now boys, because
I'm feeling generous,
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436. and we're in the Lord's house,
I'm gonna play you
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437. the filter that
I invented myself.
I call it...
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438. Valencia.
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439. Wow.
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440. There is a whole site
devoted to gluten-free farts.
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441. The point is,
it's out there, boys.
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442. It's happened.
The idea lives in the world.
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443. Y'all are too slow.
Slow on the uptake.
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444. Sad story. Boo-hoo. Toot-toot!
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445. Go away.
Let's go.
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446. Sad face, sad face,
angry face.
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447. Better slow down there,
Big-shoots.
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448. Tomorrow's gonna be
a great day for hay.
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449. If you can be a man at night,
you can be a man
in the morning.
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450. Wayne, how come you
didn't join Fartbook?
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451. 'Cause you're not supposed
to fart in front of girls.
What?
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452. There's certain things that
should stay sacred between
a man and a woman.
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453. So, all things considered,
this whole thing's
pretty fucking juvenile,
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454. if I do say so myself.
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455. If she's always listening
to your ass acoustics,
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456. or even worse,
smellin' 'em,
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457. I guarantee she'll be slower
and slower to crawl into bed
with you at night.
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458. What you just said
is outrageous.
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459. No it isn't. It's true.
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460. I don't wanna be smelling
a dude's ass all the time.
Get real.
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461. What are you?
Some kind of fart purist?
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462. So what are you
supposed to do?
Just hold it in?
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463. Or take a shit,
you fuckin' degenerate.
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464. Speaking of shit,
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465. my second cousin's got IBS.
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466. Who, Garrett?
No, Jarett.
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467. No.
IBS, the International
Business Solution?
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468. IBS stands for
Irritable Bowel Syndromes.
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469. Anyhoo, when he was a kid,
Jackass comes out on the air,
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470. so it becomes real popular
in his high school,
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471. for kids to start taking shits
in places what weren't meant
for taking shits in.
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472. They calls that
guerrilla shittin'.
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473. Is this a true story?
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474. So, he became real popular
with his friends,
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475. with his ability to take
a shits any time he needed to.
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476. They'd call him up
when they get an idea
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477. of a place that needed
a shits taken in,
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478. and be like,
"Hey, why don't you comes
over here and takes a shits?"
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479. Anyhow, this one time
his pal texts him up,
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480. and he says, "Hey,
why don't you come take a
shits in the girls' bathroom?"
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481. So, he drinks a coffee,
eats a bran muffin,
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482. heads on down
to the washroom there,
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483. but when he opens
the bathroom door,
what does he find?
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484. But this pretty young girl
just dropping a shits,
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485. right there
in the middle
of the bathroom floor.
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486. And that's how he met
his lovely Eunice.
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487. And they fells in love,
and they've been together
ever since.
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488. They raised
three little shits. So...
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489. With all due respect,
Miss Katy,
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490. there is a market
for gentlemens what can find
ladies who like, uh, farts,
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491. or shits,
or even guerrilla shittin's.
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492. That is not a true story.
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493. That is a true story.
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494. God help us all.
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495. You know what, I don't know
why you guys need everybody
knowing your business anyway.
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496. Like why you gotta put
everything on the internet,
while you're doing it,
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497. or after you're done doing it?
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498. Well, if you don't puts it
on the internet,
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499. how's gonna people know
what you did?
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500. Do you wanna know what?
That's your problem
right there.
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501. Should be playing your cards
close to your chest.
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502. Keep the ladies
guessin' a little bit.
Be the mystery man.
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503. Right again.
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504. Oh, if a woman's not gonna
love me for my farts
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505. or for me posting
my bowling scores
on the internet...
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506. Not really sure
I want one.
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507. Well, then it's a good thing
you's two have each other.
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