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mambo, Craigy?
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has claimed Vanessa Redgrave.
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- I'll get busy.
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Leslie "Hap" Hapablap.
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and mail you to mama!
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flew it 15 miles
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the Civil War, it did.
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I'm under strict orders to..
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- Yay.
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talking about VH-1?
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arts of conversation...
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Just don't panic!
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Move, move, move!
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an awful mess down there.
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He's got his probe!
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Launching air-to-nerd missile.
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to make fun of the frogs?
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Professor Gas Can
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can't be here today
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