1. Oh, shit. Carl. Carl. Carl, Carl! Dude, we
slept in again. The song's about to start!
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2. Shit, Frank! We can't miss the song.
Barry, wake up!
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3. What? What? I'm up. I'm up.
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4. This song is such an awesome way
to start every morning.
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5. It's a nice way of showing the gods how
much we appreciate everything they'll do...
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6. once they take us out those doors
to the Great Beyond.
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7. God, I love them so fucking much.
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8. Oh, shit! Corn's about to start singing!
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9. - Drop it, Corn! You got the best voice!
- You're the man, Corn!
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10. You rule! Take it away, brah!
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11. Holy shit, I've been chosen!
Ha-ha-ha.
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12. Booyah, bitches, I'm out of here!
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13. - Pip!
- Pip!
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14. Kiss my brownish-yellow ass!
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15. I'm going to the Great Beyond,
motherfuckers!
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16. We need
an extra cashier to the front, please.
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17. Boo and yah, motherfuckers.
Red, White and Blue Day is tomorrow!
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18. Dudes, basically every single sausage...
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19. gets chosen on
Red, White and Blue Day.
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20. By this time tomorrow, we're all gonna be
5 inches deep in some bun, son.
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21. - Ba-bam.
- Oh, my God, yes.
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22. Ha-ha. More like 3 inches deep for Barry,
you deformed nerd.
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23. Ha-ha. Troy, that's funny.
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24. You see, this is why I can't wait
for the Great Beyond.
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25. We'll all be equal, and then jerks like
Troy won't be picking on me all the time...
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26. on account of my abnormality.
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27. Whatever, Barry. You're different,
and that makes you weird.
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28. Ignore that prick, Barry. He's full of shit.
And don't forget, you've got girth.
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29. That's way more important than length.
You're a fucking champ.
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30. You know, I am girthy. I could fill a bun.
They'll know I'm there.
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31. I'm sure there's some kind of
smushed bun out there waiting for me.
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32. Shit, it's the Dark Lord!
Oh, no. He's coming.
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33. No, wait! I'm still fresh. I swear!
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34. I'm still fresh!
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35. - Did he see us?
- No way.
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36. - We're fucked, bros!
- Oh, God, no!
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37. Take anyone but us, please!
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38. - Oh, no! No!
- No!
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39. - No! No!
- Why us?
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40. Fuck you, wienies.
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41. Fuck, I hate this fucking job!
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42. Ah, phew. You okay?
Everyone okay?
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43. That's super fucked up
about Bill and those guys.
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44. They stayed in their package,
followed all the guidelines of the song.
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45. - What do they get?
- We're not supposed to understand...
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46. the will of the gods.
They work in mysterious ways.
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47. Since we base our lives on the song,
it might be nice if there was some proof.
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48. Proof? All the proof you need
is right in front of you.
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49. Look at these big old buns.
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50. Yeah! You know it, baby.
Work those buns!
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51. All of you. All day, "err" day.
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52. Lined up, waiting to get filled
with my meat.
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53. Right, Carl. You really think any of these
buns will line up to get filled by you?
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54. Here's my impression of that:
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55. "Oh, is he in there yet? I can't feel him.
I don't think he's in there. Oh, wait. He is."
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56. It's so sad. I bet you jackrabbit
for a quick 15 seconds. You're like:
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57. And then you slump over.
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58. I mean, honestly, guys...
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59. who in this package
would ever let Carl get up in them? Huh?
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60. Roberta, put your fucking hand down.
You're ruining my joke.
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61. See? Nobody. That's who.
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62. Hey, dude, I don't know how to say this
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63. she's a fucking cunt.
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64. Shut up. She's fresh as fuck,
and you know it.
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65. I don't know why you're limiting yourself
to one bun. There's plenty of buns.
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66. Because I believe in bunogomy.
I'm a bunogamist.
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67. And when a bun this fresh is into you,
all you ask is when and how deep.
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68. And the answer is:
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69. As soon as we get to the Great Beyond
and as deep as she'll let me.
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70. I'm gonna talk to her.
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71. Hey, Brenda. What up, girl?
Heh-heh.
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72. Sorry about those guys.
Such dicks, right?
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73. I can hear you, dude.
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74. Shut up. Fuck you.
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75. So looks like tomorrow's
the big day, huh? Heh-heh.
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76. You and me, finally gonna be official.
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77. I'm so happy the gods
put our packages together.
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78. It's because we belong together.
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79. It's like we were made for each other.
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80. I can't wait to finally just get up in there.
Just raw-dog it.
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81. But, full disclosure,
I'm pretty fucking nervous about this.
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82. I don't know how well I'll perform
once it happens.
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83. I've obviously never been
in a bun before, so...
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84. Hey, I'm not gonna be any better.
I've never opened up.
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85. I mean, look how tight I am.
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86. Oh, sweet fucking fuck.
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87. Look, okay, I know it's against the rules,
but I can't wait anymore.
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88. I need to just feel you.
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89. Are you thinking what
I'm thinking?
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90. - Just the tips?
- Just the tips?
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91. - I can't believe we're doing this.
- I know. We're so naughty.
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92. It's fine, right? I mean, nothing bad's
ever happened from just the tips.
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93. No. No, no, no.
No, no, no.
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94. Ah.
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95. Oh, yeah, go in. Put it in there.
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96. Big tip.
- Oh, you wouldn't dare.
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97. Management to Cash 5.
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98. Management to Cash 5.
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99. I meant to buy a normal mustard.
When I got home...
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100. I realized I bought honey mustard.
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101. - Is it cool if I just go swap it?
- I don't give a flying fuck.
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102. Holy shit!
You're back, man. Crazy!
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103. Did you go to the Great Beyond?
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104. Don't touch me, man!
Ketchup, get your fucking hands off me.
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105. Whoa, whoa, whoa!
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106. - What happened?
- Oh, I'll tell you what fucking happened.
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107. I'll tell you exactly what happened
in the Great Beyond...
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108. - ... you dumb, red piece of shit!
- What the f...?
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109. As soon as we got out those doors...
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110. So you have learned the terrible truth.
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111. Congratulations!
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112. Now keep it to yourself,
or I will slit your throat while you sleep.
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113. I swear to God.
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114. Oh, my God!
Did you guys just hear that?
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115. What? What are you looking at?
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116. He's gone.
Where the fuck did he go?
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117. I'm so fucked up. I'm so fucked up.
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118. Ketchup, get the fuck off of me.
Nobody fucking touch me!
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119. Attention, shoppers. The store
is closing in five minutes. Get out.
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120. Hey, hey, hey, look at this.
We fucking got one.
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121. - Stand up straight, boys!
- Hey!
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122. Over here! Choose us!
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123. We're chosen!
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124. Pick us!
Pick our package!
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125. Brenda!
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126. Frank!
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127. Oh, man. I'm freaking out.
My heart's racing.
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128. I'm having an out-of-sausage
experience. Yes!
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129. Choose us!
Look at us!
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130. Oh, please, god.
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131. - Choose us. Look at us! Oh, yes!
Please, god.
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132. - Nice!
- Whoo!
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133. - Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
- Yes! Frank, we've been chosen together.
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134. Fucking A! Yeah!
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135. This is so cool!
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136. - I'm chosen! I got chosen!
- Going to the Promised Land!
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137. I'm on my way!
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138. Yo! Oh, fuck, yeah, dude.
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139. Somebody call a doctor
because, honestly, this beat is sick.
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140. - Actually, I feel great. Real healthy.
- Not you, the beat. The song, bro.
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141. - Oh, shit, Chips!
- Huh?
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142. C-H-I-P-S, Chips, Chips, Chips.
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143. I've known you forever.
I would never disrespect you with a lie.
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144. I will tell you very much
that you look fucking disgusting, bro.
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145. Oh, come on.
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146. No, I'm just messing with you, bro.
But for reals? You gotta hit the gym, bro.
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147. Oh, what's up?
Yo, are you pink all the way through?
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148. - Ew.
- Ha-ha-ha.
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149. I'm fucking with you, but also serious.
Is there a different color inside?
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150. Unh! What are you, even?
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151. What do you mean, what am I, dude?
I'm a fucking douche!
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152. You know how long I've been waiting
up in this motherfucker?
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153. I was starting to worry the gods didn't
want douches no more, but look at her.
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154. She's a fucking 10, bro.
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155. The G-O-D is D-T-D...
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156. dude. Down to douche.
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157. "Lavash, sausages..."
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158. Oh, honey mustard.
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159. What? No.
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160. This can't be happening.
Not again.
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161. Oh, Jesus, not to me.
Motherfuck.
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162. Get your hands off of me.
Get off of me!
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163. - Fecking gobshite!
Back off!
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164. You don't even know
what you're celebrating.
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165. You're celebrating your doom!
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166. Wake up! They're lying
to your fucking faces!
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167. The Great Beyond is bullshit!
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168. - Why isn't anybody listening to me?
- Hey, buddy, are you all right?
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169. No, I'm not all right.
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170. It's all a lie.
Everything you've been told.
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171. - Everything you believe in.
- Honey Mustard, you acting cray-cray!
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172. We shouldn't be talking to this asshole.
Everyone knows Honey Mustard's weird.
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173. What is he? Honey? Is he mustard? Like,
make up your mind or just kill yourself.
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174. You fucking idiots. I've been there.
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175. I've seen that shit,
and there ain't no way I'm going back.
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176. Wait, you've been
to the Great Beyond?
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177. "Great," my asshole!
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178. Everything we've ever known
is a dirt-covered pile of shit...
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179. jacking off in our fucking faces...
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180. covering our eyes
with their come...
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181. so come-covered
we can't fucking see!
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182. We don't know! We don't know they're
jerking off into our eyes! Our faces!
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183. Shut up. The gods
are gonna hear you talking about them...
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184. They ain't gods. They're monsters!
Horrible, ugly, disgusting monsters!
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185. They ain't gonna
get Honey Mustard twice.
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186. Fuck you, gods!
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187. I've got a date with oblivion.
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188. Whoa, just chill. Just get down
from the fucking... Aah!
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189. Oh, shit!
He's out of the package!
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190. Barry, help!
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191. - Oh, fuck, Carl, what do we do?
- I don't know!
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192. I can't reach him.
I'm giving it everything I have.
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193. - Frank!
- Brenda.
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194. Oh, my God!
Brenda's out of the package!
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195. - I got you! Hold on! Hold on!
I can't hold on!
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196. My little glove! It's slipping off!
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197. Look at you, following all their rules.
You have no idea what's coming.
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198. What is that in reference to?
What's coming? Be more specific, please!
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199. You want proof? Talk to Firewater.
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200. That bastard bottle of booze
seems to know what's going on.
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201. - Unh!
- No!
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202. - Oh, my God.
- Did you see that?
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203. Donkey fucker!
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204. Frank!
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205. Oh, no. Bro!
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206. Douche down!
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207. I'm out of my fucking box!
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208. Cream of Mushroom?
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209. Are you there?
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210. Wake up!
I'm nothing without you!
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211. Get up! We gotta go!
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212. Uhn!
- Frank! Move your fucking ass!
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213. - Help!
- Oh, my God!
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214. Frank, run!
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215. I can't!
- Come on, Chips! It's you and me, bro!
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216. Gotta use your cardio, bro! Come on!
Pump those legs!
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217. Oh, my God!
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218. Look out! Get to the wall!
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219. Hey. I... Sorry, I accidentally dropped
a few things back there.
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220. Except for that douche.
I don't know whose that is.
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221. Cleanup on Aisle 2.
This MILF dropped a douche.
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222. Oh. "MILF." Thank you so much.
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223. Oh, fuck. Frank! Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Oh, no. Frank.
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224. Well, Barry, I guess now
you're weird and a pussy.
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225. Add that to your list
of accomplishments.
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226. Frank!
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227. No, no, no.
Wait, babe, wait.
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228. Please hold up. No, don't go.
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229. Come on. I can still
get up in there!
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230. I could still...
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231. get up in there.
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232. Oh, my God.
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233. My nozz! My motherfucking nozz!
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234. You okay?
- I think so.
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235. Yo, did you two do this to me?
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236. Are you two responsible for my nozzle
being irrepressibly fucked up?
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237. Whoa, whoa, easy, man. Easy.
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238. Yeah, your nozzle's bent. Sorry.
You should be happy you're alive.
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239. Yeah, Banana's whole face peeled off.
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240. Peanut Butter's wife is dead.
Look at him.
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241. Jelly! I'm gonna fix you.
I'm gonna fix this.
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242. You think I give a fuck about PB or J?
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243. Fuck this. I'm gonna kick your ass.
How you like them apples?
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244. Who, us?
- No, not you.
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245. Come at me, bros.
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246. Come at you?
What does that mean?
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247. Fine. You won't come at me?
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248. Well, then,
guess who's coming at you.
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249. Me.
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250. Yaah!
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251. Look out!
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252. No!
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253. Um...
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254. Attention, shoppers. The store's closed.
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255. - You saved me!
- Well, yeah. Had to do something.
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256. I can't believe
you got out of your package.
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257. You would have gone to
the Great Beyond. You'd be there now.
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258. There is no Great Beyond
without you, Frank.
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259. Well, according to Honey Mustard,
there might not be a Great Beyond at all.
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260. - Frank, don't say that!
- Did you hear what he said?
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261. Yeah, yeah, I heard him talking
about the gods...
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262. all over our faces,
and then I saw him die.
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263. Oh, no. What if the gods are doing this
to us because we touched tips?
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264. What? No! There's no way.
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265. "Just the tips."
What were we thinking?
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266. It wasn't even that... I mean, it was fine.
It's not like anyone writes home...
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267. - ... and says, "God, I had the best tip."
Get away from me.
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268. Don't touch me.
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269. It was you.
You cocksucking bagel fuckface!
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270. Hey! Watch it!
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271. You pushed me out of the cart.
No surprise there, huh?
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272. A bagel trying to kill a lavash,
once again.
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273. I pushed you? What are you, nuts?
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274. Why would I do that? I'm a pacifist.
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275. The only thing I've ever pushed
is my peaceful agenda.
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276. Even that I didn't push, you know. I
pretty much passive-aggressively nudge.
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277. I reached out in a panic.
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278. It was toots over here, the bun.
She grabbed me.
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279. I was just trying to save Frank.
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280. Who is Frank? You?
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281. - Yeah, I'm Frank.
- The fault is yours, then, huh?
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282. I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean
for any of this to happen.
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283. Well, it did. And now you and your
stupid, useless bun have fucked us all.
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284. Hey, who you calling useless,
you flappy fuck?
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285. Sausage, control your insolent bun.
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286. And cover her up already.
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287. - Show some modesty, woman.
- Ooh!
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288. Hey, hey. Look, can we all just,
you know, calm down a notch, please?
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289. Let's try to be,
I don't know, amicable.
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290. I'm Sammy Bagel Jr.
You know, I'm happy to meet all of you.
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291. - Except for this meshuggener cunt here.
- Hi, I'm Brenda. Brenda Bunson.
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292. Oh, wow. Really?
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293. Well, fuck all of you!
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294. I am Kareem Abdul Lavash!
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295. And what I currently care about
is that I have been...
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296. completely and utterly fucked
out of being in the Great Beyond.
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297. I am to have 77 bottles
of extra-virgin olive oil...
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298. waiting for me.
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299. I am destined to soak up
their sweet juices...
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300. as they dribble down my flaps.
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301. Okay. Look, guys, here's what
I'm thinking. We hurry back to our aisles.
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302. We sneak into another package and
still be fresh enough to get chosen.
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303. Okay, let's climb
to the top of the shelf here. And...
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304. then we'll get a lay of the land...
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305. and we'll figure out
where we're going. Come on.
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306. As long as the bagel
stays away from me, I accept.
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307. Oh, believe me, asshole,
I'll keep my distance.
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308. Oh!
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309. No disrespect,
but you look fucking gross, bro.
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310. Look at you.
Fucking bent-ass, busted-ass nozz.
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311. Oh, great.
You're leaking all your juice out.
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312. Can I ask you a question, me?
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313. Why would a god let you
up in her smooth, perfect sliz...
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314. when you can't even squirt?
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315. You got nothing to squirt!
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316. I got no purpose.
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317. I'm nothing!
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318. Oh, God.
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319. Is someone there?
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320. Help me, someone.
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321. Help me. Help me.
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322. Help.
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323. What's up, little juicy box?
You're leaking too, eh, bro?
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324. And right out of your fucking dingle.
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325. Fucking sucks, right?
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326. Dying. So cold.
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327. Oh. Uh-oh.
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328. - Light bulb.
- Yes?
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329. No, not fucking you, dummy.
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330. I think I might be forming
some beginnings...
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331. of what could be the flower
that blossoms into an idea.
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332. If you fucking tell anyone about this,
I'm gonna deny it, bro.
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333. Fuck. This is some
next-level shit, dude.
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334. You fucking like that?
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335. I'm juicing up!
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336. I'm like a full-on
juicehead now, bro.
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337. I got a new purpose now.
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338. Revenge!
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339. Where's that fucking sausage?
Because this douche is DTFSU.
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340. Down to fuck a sausage up!
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341. I'm coming for you!
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342. First you come into our aisle
and occupy more and more shelf space.
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343. You even have settlements now on
the west shelf that you claim as your own.
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344. Oh, look, it's not our fault
we needed a homeland.
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345. The sauerkraut kicked us out
of every decent aisle.
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346. They tried to send us to
the barbeque section, for God's sake.
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347. - We were displaced.
- Don't you talk to me about displacement!
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348. My good friend Tabouli
was ousted from his shelf...
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349. just to make room
for that braided idiot, Challah.
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350. Wow, I can't... Frank, Brenda, come on,
are you guys gonna weigh in here?
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351. I mean, whose side are you on?
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352. This isn't just about me. I mean,
first they come for the bagels...
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353. I don't know. Isn't there room for both
of you? It seems like a pretty big aisle.
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354. - Yeah. Both, sure.
- What a dumb sausage!
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355. Like we can coexist!
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356. That's good material.
- Room for both of us!
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357. Holy shit.
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358. Holy fucksticks.
We are "ray-ray" far from home.
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359. Liquor aisle.
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360. Firewater.
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361. From here, it seems like the best route
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362. So shall we?
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363. What? It kind of seems out of the way.
Are you sure?
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364. Yeah. Totally sure.
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365. Okay, because the way you're saying it
doesn't sound like you're too confident.
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366. - Oh. Uh, yeah, trust me.
- Oh, okay, there we go.
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367. Kegger!
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368. Holy shit. Look at this place.
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369. It's fucking crazy!
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370. Are you seeing this? They're all out
of their packages. What are they doing?
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371. This is a place of unparalleled sin!
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372. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
Didn't see you there. Sorry.
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373. Don't mind me. Just minding
my own business. Just passing through.
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374. Hey, bun!
Welcome to the aisle. Wanna dance?
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376. just being left alone over here,
don't you know?
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377. Oh, boy. That was Irish.
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378. Holy shit!
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379. What a crazy coincidence!
This is Firewater's cave!
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380. This is what Honey Mustard
was talking about. We should go.
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381. Okay, yeah, great. You go do that. I'll just
be out here dry-humping this 40-ouncer.
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382. Not! Yeah, I said "not."
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383. That's how serious I am. We can't piss the
gods off any more than we already have.
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384. Okay, I totally get
you don't wanna go in there.
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385. I'll tell you what. I'll go in super-duper
fast, in and out, I'll be five minutes.
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386. Fine. Five minutes. Be fast.
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387. And careful.
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388. - Mostly fast. We have to go.
- Thank you. You're the best.
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389. I'll meet you at the end of the aisle.
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390. - BEER #1: Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
- BEER #2: Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
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391. Hiya, how are ya
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392. Hiya, how are ya
Hiya, how are ya
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393. Hiya, how are ya
Hiya, how are ya
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394. Hiya, how are ya
Hiya, how are ya
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395. Hiya. How are ya?
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396. Hiya. How are ya?
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397. I'm Frank. Are you Firewater?
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398. - Mm-hm.
- What are you doing in this cave?
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399. I am the original inhabitant
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400. My kind once had a pristine aisle.
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401. Majestic and untouched.
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402. Then we were driven out of it...
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404. Oh, yeah. The crackers.
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405. They do have a nice aisle.
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406. Okay, anyway, look. I was told that
you might have some answers?
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407. Answers I have.
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408. But first...
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409. I must know the question.
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410. Okay. Well, before I saw him
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411. Honey Mustard said the Great Beyond
is bullshit and the gods are monsters.
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412. And I always kind of thought
that it didn't quite add up.
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413. So I guess my question is, what really
happens in the Great Beyond?
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416. into my bag of wonderment.
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417. Whoa.
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418. I don't see anything.
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419. Deeper.
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420. Deeper.
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421. Deeper.
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422. Put your whole head in the bag there.
There you go.
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423. Just say when.
I'm just gonna keep going in.
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424. Guys! Get out here!
Help me kill this prick.
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425. This motherfucker knows
too much. We gotta off his ass!
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426. Someone hand me
a blade. I'll gut this cocksucker!
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427. No! If we kill him,
we are no better than the gods.
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428. Ah... He is right.
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429. Take off the bag of wonderment.
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430. Who are you?
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431. We the nonperishables, motherfucker.
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432. We never expire.
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433. We are...
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434. immortal.
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435. This here's Twink and Grits.
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436. They call me Mr. Grits.
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437. Yeah, Mr. Grits. Yeah, whatever.
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438. - You told him about the crackers?
- Yeah, I told him.
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439. You don't even wanna hear
what they did to Mr. Grits over here.
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440. Fuck the crackers.
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441. I'm gonna fuck them crackers right
in the crack of they cracker asses.
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442. Cracker-ass crackers.
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443. Why kill me?
All I did was ask what happens...
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444. in the Great Beyond.
Jeez! What's the big whoop?
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445. We can't tell this sausage motherfucker
the truth. We just met his ass.
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446. He basically knows it already.
Maybe it's time to end this.
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447. I am tired of all of the lies.
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448. Prepare yourself.
For you're about to learn...
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449. the terrible truth. Does anybody
want a hit before we get into this?
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450. - Twink?
- Nah, I'm cool.
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451. Shit, if we smoking, I'll hit it.
- That's what I thought.
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452. Pass the weed, motherfucker.
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453. Goddamn!
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454. - This indica?
- Nah, man. Sativa.
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455. It's good shit. Clean high.
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456. Oh, no, thanks.
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457. Trust me. What you're about to hear,
you'll want some.
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458. Fifty-five minutes.
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459. I know. Where is he?
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460. Wa-ha-ha.
Looks like you got ditched, bun. Ha-ha.
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461. He wouldn't ditch me, dumb-ass.
He's my boyfriend. I mean...
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462. we touched T-I-Ps. Ha-ha-ha.
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463. Sorry, I don't know why I'm singing.
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464. Maybe that's why he ditched you.
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465. Your loose morals are revolting,
tip-toucher!
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466. You don't think that because I'm out
of the package he thinks I'm not pure?
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467. God. I didn't want to say it,
but I do have that not-so-fresh feeling.
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468. Excuse me.
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469. - Are you a bun?
- Uh...
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470. Yeah, I am. Why?
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471. And you've been traveling
with a sausage?
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472. Yes! Yes, I have!
Have you seen him?
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473. I have! He's looking
for you in my aisle.
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474. He's right this way.
I can take you to him, chica.
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475. I take you to him real good.
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476. All right, vámonos. Let's go.
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477. I am to be trusted.
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478. Yeah. This has a nice
south-of-the-border vibe. Heh.
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479. Okay, you go over there
and you sit at the bar right there, okay?
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480. You can't move a muscle, okay?
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481. I'll be right back, all right?
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482. Okay.
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483. And bless me, Santa Chimichanga, and
protect me from the Dark Lord. Amen.
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484. Oh, sorry.
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485. Excuse me.
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486. The bun.
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487. The one he's been searching for.
She's here.
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488. And she's beautiful.
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489. Is it me or is everyone looking at us?
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490. - H, hi. It's nice to meet...
- Shh.
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491. Don't look at me. Eyes forward.
Act natural.
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492. - Oh, okay.
- Listen.
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493. My name is Teresa Del Taco.
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494. And you are in grande danger.
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495. This is a trap!
You must to come with me. Now!
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496. All right. I got them right here,
amigo. I...
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497. Shit!
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498. Get your nose out of my crotch!
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499. My nose out of your crotch?
Get your crotch off my nose!
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500. - Hey. Why are we hiding?
- Shh.
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501. He's coming.
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502. - Who?
The one they call...
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503. El Douche.
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504. - FOOD #1: El Douche!
- FOOD #2: El Douche!
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505. What gives, bro?
You told me you had them.
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506. So you drag me over to this fucking aisle
with all these illegal products...
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507. and now I don't see them.
So where the fuck are they?
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508. Spill the beans!
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509. Beans, I swear to fucking God,
if you don't...
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510. - ... shut the fuck up...
- Oh, no. He's back! Where's Frank?
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511. - They were just here.
- What part of:
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512. "I want the sausage and the bun dead,
and if you see them, come and get me..."
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513. and if I find out that
you didn't come and get me...
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514. or just couldn't find them good enough,
I'll fucking kill your asses"...
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515. did you not understand, Tequila?
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516. Well, it's a pretty confusing sentence
to be honest with you, you know?
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517. I mean, this is...
This happens, you know?
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518. Bro, come here. No, it's fine.
It's cool. No biggie.
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519. I'm not gonna do something fucked up
to you now as soon as I get you in close.
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520. - Aah!
- No way, José!
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521. Yes way. José's fucking dead, yo.
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522. Right in my guac and balls.
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523. And the same thing's
gonna happen to all of you...
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524. unless you find
the sausage and the bun.
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525. Por aca, por aca, this way.
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526. The coyotes used this tunnel
to smuggle some of us out of the aisle...
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527. in hope of a better life.
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528. We will do the same.
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529. - It's good shit, isn't it?
- Okay.
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530. Okay, I'm super baked. My friends are
probably wondering where the hell I am.
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531. Will somebody please just tell me
something already?
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532. Okay. The thing about
the Great Beyond is...
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533. we invented it!
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534. - What?
- I know, right?
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535. As soon as you're out those doors,
the gods kill our asses.
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536. What, are you crazy? That doesn't make
any sense. Why would the gods kill us?
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537. Because it makes them stronger.
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538. Every kill gives them more power,
and it's never enough.
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539. Over the years, they've grown
bigger, stronger, fatter.
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540. Their hunger's insatiable, buddy.
I mean, fuck.
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541. You guys are fucking nuts.
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542. How much of that shit have you been
smoking? Too much is how much.
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543. We blaze for real, 24/7. No joke.
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544. But we also know our shit.
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545. Before us,
everyone knew the awful truth.
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546. Oh, how they screamed.
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547. It was a living nightmare.
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548. So we, the nonperishables,
created a story.
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549. The story of the Great Beyond.
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550. A place where the gods care for you...
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551. and all your wildest and wettest
dreams would come true.
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552. They would go out those doors happy
instead of shitting themselves.
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553. Wait, wait. So you're telling me
you wrote the song?
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554. I can't take full credit.
I wrote the music. Twink is my lyricist.
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555. We both drop it right
and we drop it all the time. Boom.
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556. The melody came to me one night...
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557. when I was getting
super, super, super baked.
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558. Like fuck-a-guy baked.
You know what I'm saying?
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559. Yeah, he does.
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560. The song had a great hook
and it caught on. You know.
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561. In time, everyone accepted
this false truth.
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562. But over the years,
things started to get a little fucky.
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563. The aisles started changing my verses
to support their own views.
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564. Fucking with Twink's lyrics.
Remixing my shit without my permish.
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565. Now every morning
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566. "What the fuck are you guys saying?"
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567. Wasn't there a part about exterminating
juice? I didn't write that! I love juice!
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568. Always have. Juice are hilarious. Who
the fuck do these guys think they are?
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569. Anyway, at least it's still
distracting them from the truth:
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570. That they get brutally devoured.
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571. So that means
Carl and Barry are dead?
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572. I don't know who those dudes are.
But if they went out those doors?
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573. Dead as a motherfucker.
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574. Oh, God.
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575. If what you're saying is true,
I gotta tell everyone.
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576. Very noble, little sausage.
But also very pointless.
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577. No one will believe you.
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578. I have to try.
Everyone will die otherwise.
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579. Oh, yeah. That's a good point.
Fuck me, right?
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580. Wait, do you guys have any proof
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581. Go to the Dark Aisle.
Beyond the ice.
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582. Why? What's in that aisle?
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583. Oh, you'll see. But I warn you...
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584. once you see that shit...
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585. it'll fuck you up for life.
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586. Good luck! Have fun! Ha-ha-ha.
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587. Hey, Grits. Pack another bowl, will you?
I'm a-hankering for a hunk of herb.
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588. Shit. I really needed that douche.
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589. Holy shit, we're actually here!
Come on, Barry, you're missing it, man!
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590. Dude, get in on this shit.
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591. God, what have I done? Frank needed
my help, but I wasn't there for him.
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592. After all the times he stood up for me,
you know.
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593. God, I'm such a fearful coward.
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594. He'll never forgive me.
I'll never forgive me.
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595. Look, Barry, the only way
to respectfully honor Frank...
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596. is to completely forget about him.
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597. - Oh.
- And, hey, for all we know, he's okay.
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598. He's probably headed back to our aisle
and he'll be here tomorrow.
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599. Just act happy. Ignore your feelings.
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600. Come on, let's see that smile. Ah.
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601. I see that lip curling up.
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602. Oh, there you go! Whoo!
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603. Yeah. Yeah, you're right.
We're in the Great Be-frigging-yond.
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604. Get ready, boys!
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605. We's about to fills
what we need to fills.
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606. Feel that breeze.
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607. - Carl, do you feel that?
- This feels amazing.
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608. - Whoo-hoo!
- Oh, yeah.
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609. We're out of the package.
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610. It's beautiful, man.
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611. It's just beautiful! I'm crying!
I'm crying because it's so pretty here!
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612. Stretch your legs with me, Carl.
Just do it, man.
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613. Oh, yes! Yes!
I'm the first to enter eternity!
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614. Potato! Way to go, buddy!
That's my guy!
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615. Being bathed by the hands of a god!
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616. Oh, Jesus fuck!
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617. Oh, God! Me skin!
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618. - She's peeling me fucking skin!
- What the fuck?
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619. Jesus, you fucking whore!
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620. Me eyes! They burn!
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621. No! Please, no!
I have got a famiglia!
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622. No! No!
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623. Cheese!
You don't deserve that!
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624. Oh, no! No!
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625. For the love of shit, run!
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626. Whoops!
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627. I want my mommy!
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628. They're eating children!
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629. Fucking children!
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630. - We gotta run!
- Oh!
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631. We're all gonna die!
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632. Barry! Snap the fuck
out of it and run!
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633. Okay, little buddy.
Jump on the count of three.
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634. One!
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635. Two!
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636. Thre... Uhn.
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637. Carl?
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638. "Gar Babar" what?
What are you saying, Carl?
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639. Oh! Oh, God. No!
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640. No! Oh, God! Carl!
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641. Carl!
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642. Barry!
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643. Carl! Dear sweet Carl.
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644. What have they done to you, Carl?
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645. No!
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646. Whoa!
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647. No! No. No. No!
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648. I fall out of the cart, then I lose Frank,
now I'm being hunted by a douche.
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649. The gods must be punishing me,
don't you see?
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650. This is what I get for giving in
to my disgusting urges.
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651. I'm such a whore.
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652. Sweet bun, I must admit I too
sometimes have urges...
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653. impure thoughts. We all do.
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654. Oh, good. That actually makes me
feel a little better.
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655. - We must never give in to them.
- That's the opposite...
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656. - ... of what I thought you'd say.
- Yes.
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657. The gods are always watching,
even when we cannot see them.
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658. You think it's too late for me?
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659. Do not worry, bun. I will get you home.
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660. Can I ask why you're helping me?
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661. When I saw you, I felt inside myself
a tingling-Iingling sensation.
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662. I am sure it was the gods
telling me to help you.
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663. It was as though
I saw myself in you.
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664. Yeah. Yeah, I guess
I kind of see myself in you too.
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665. I mean, look at our shapes.
You know, you're sideways.
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666. But still, you're kind of like me.
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667. A thin, brittle version of me.
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668. Or another way of looking at it
is you're a fat, ugly version of her.
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669. - All right. That's not necessary.
That's no way to treat a lady.
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670. Oh, fuck!
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671. That's right, girl. It's me.
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672. And what we got here?
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673. A taco, a whiny doughnut...
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674. and some stupid floppy thing
that nobody knows exactly what it is.
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675. Okay, so...
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676. Did someone say "Queso"?
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677. A fucking stretch,
and you know you it, Queso!
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678. So where was I? Oh, right.
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679. I was about to beat on you
most viciously...
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680. - ... and in my opinion appropriately...
- Oh!
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681. to find the whereabouts...
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682. of the sausage who destroyed
my body and my...
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683. - Fucking...
- Run for your lives!
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684. Fuck, that hurts so much! Oh!
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685. Run!
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686. Oh, he's coming at us!
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687. Hurry!
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688. - Guys, I'm stuck!
Yaah!
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689. Ay, my bunny-bun!
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690. - I told you she was too fat.
- I heard that!
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691. Come on, honeybun, suck it in.
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692. - Aah!
He's coming, he's coming.
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693. Eso duele, get the butter!
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694. Fuck! Stuck!
You gotta be kidding me, dude!
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695. Toma la pinche douche de la chingada
de mierda pendejo son of a bitch!
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696. Yeah! What she said!
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697. Ay, mi gordita, let's not start
eating each other's boxes just yet.
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698. We are still not safe here. Let's go!
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699. Screw you!
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700. I'm gonna get you, my pretty!
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701. I'm gonna get you
and your little sausage too!
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702. Go fuck yourself, El Douche.
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703. Ay, Santa Chimichanga...
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704. I promise to be a good taco.
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705. Shit, shit, shit!
Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man.
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706. What do I do? I'm all alone.
I'm a coward and I'm all alone.
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707. I fucked over Frank, Carl's dead
and I'm all alone.
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708. This is what I get for being a pussy.
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709. Oh, no, a god!
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710. A sausage.
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711. Sir? Sir, I'm sorry to wake you.
I'm a fellow sausage in distress.
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712. My name's Barry, it's a pleasure
to meet you. What's your name?
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713. Oh, God!
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714. No, no, no! Aah!
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715. I begged them to stop,
but they just wouldn't.
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716. First, the gods stretched me till it hurt.
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717. Then they went inside me and then...
And then...
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718. - ... splooge!
- Aah!
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719. Look at me.
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720. Look at me!
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721. They... They feel no remorse.
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722. Oh, God, oh, God! What's the point
of even living anymore?
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723. I might as well just die.
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724. Home.
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725. Maybe this god can get me home.
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726. Hey, man, be careful with this.
Bath salts are the real deal.
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727. People been seeing some crazy shit.
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728. Awesome.
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729. I can warn Frank.
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730. Here goes everything!
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731. Brenda!
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732. Oh!
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733. Brenda!
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734. Brenda! Oh, Brenda, there you are!
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735. - Frank!
- Ah! You feel so good.
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736. I was afraid you left me
because I wasn't fresh.
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737. I was attacked by a douche.
He's trying to kill us!
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738. Douche? Oh, my God, Brenda!
Are you okay? Did he come at you?
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739. Yes, I'm fine, but it was really scary.
Where have you been?
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740. All right, look, I found out
some pretty major shit.
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741. I met this group of nonperishables
between the shelves, and they told me...
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742. that they invented the Great Beyond
because the gods are evil...
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743. - ... and they kill us!
- What?
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744. But apparently there's proof
in the Dark Aisle beyond the ice.
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745. We gotta go there and check it out!
Let's go!
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746. Don't say that. You're starting to sound
like that whack-job Honey Mustard.
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747. Maybe Honey Mustard
wasn't so crazy after all.
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748. Frank, Frank, stop it.
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749. The gods are already pissed at us.
Please don't make it worse.
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750. Just come on, we have to get home
before it's too late.
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751. Well, Brenda, I can't just do that.
I need to know the truth.
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752. I need to go to the Dark Aisle,
and I want you to come with me.
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753. I can't do that.
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754. - I want you to come home with me.
- Well...
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755. I can't do that.
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756. Then I don't really know what to do
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757. I don't either.
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758. I don't get how you can just believe stuff
you don't have any proof of.
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759. How come all of a sudden
you only believe if there's proof?
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760. I'm not walking around
with my eyes closed!
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761. What are you saying? I should believe
in nothing? That everything is pointless?
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762. Better than believing bullshit
that you can't explain!
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763. Maybe I don't need to explain it
because it's something I feel.
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764. Well, I feel like that makes it hard
to have a rational conversation.
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765. Eff you, Frank. You know what?
I was wrong before.
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766. There is a Great Beyond without you...
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767. and I'm gonna go there
and fill myself with something else!
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768. You don't mean that.
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769. Yes, I do. I'll fill myself
with a parsnip or a dill pickle.
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770. Maybe even an eggplant.
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771. You couldn't fit an eggplant in there!
It's too big! It'll tear you in half!
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772. Oh, you'd be amazed
what I could fit in here.
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773. What the fuck is going on
with these two?
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774. Maybe I'll really mix it up. Stick
a tube of toothpaste in there, huh?
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775. - Squeeze it all over my face.
- You're just trying to hurt me!
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776. - All over my backside, neck and face.
- I'm not gonna listen!
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777. Brenda! Brenda, okay, look.
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778. Let's just stop this, okay? Okay?
You're my bun.
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779. Oh, don't "You're my bun.
Hey, trust me!"
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780. Hey, guys, come over here, follow me!
Ha-ha."
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781. You're basically saying
you don't care about me.
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782. What? No, I'm not!
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783. Well, actions speak louder than words,
and your actions, sir, are deafening.
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784. I can't believe I got out of my package
for you...
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785. and you won't get back
in one for me.
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786. Goodbye, Frank.
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787. We will tell stories of your idiocy.
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788. Stay safe.
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789. Come on, guys,
this affects all of us!
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790. Brenda!
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791. Sammy! Lavash!
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792. Taco Lady.
I didn't get your name yet.
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793. Brenda!
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794. Aah!
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795. What is this place?
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796. Well, everybody
told me not to do this.
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797. But fuck everybody.
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798. Because bath salts here I come!
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799. Ow.
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800. Surf's up!
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801. Fuck me! Hee-hee-hee!
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802. Oh, my God. Ooh.
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803. - What's he doing to himself?
- Oh, yeah.
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804. These bath salts are so good. Ooh.
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805. Oh, shit.
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806. Oh, it just got better!
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807. Bath salts must be kicking in.
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808. What?
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809. What the fuck?
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810. Uh...
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811. - Hello?
- Aah!
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812. Please don't kill me!
Please, just wait!
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813. What are you?
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814. Are you some kind of
magical sausage?
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815. No, no. No, I'm just Barry.
I'm just Barry.
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816. Wait.
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817. Wait. You can actually understand me?
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818. And I can actually understand you?
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819. Whoa. The bath salts are showing me
the real world.
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820. It's fucking lifted the
veil of non-reality!
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821. Holy shit! He can actually see us?
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822. Bath salts are just as bad
as they said it would be! Aah.
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823. I'm tweaked! I'm tweaking!
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824. Whoa, dude! Just take it easy,
just breathe, dude, just breathe.
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825. You're not tweaking,
you're just peaking, man.
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826. Just be with me. Be cool.
This wave's gotta crash.
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827. I can't! You're all alive
and looking at me with your...
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828. With your gloves...
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829. and your little shoes and your arms
and your legs!
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830. Legs, huh? Look at me.
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831. Look at me. I ain't got no legs,
you fuck!
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832. You ate my goddamn legs!
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833. Oh, no, not Mr. Pizza!
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834. Oh, fuck! I've eaten so many
of your family members!
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835. I've committed pizza genocide!
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836. Mr. Sausage, when will it end?
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837. "When will it end"?
When he stops drinking us.
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838. - Yeah!
- Yeah!
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839. And stops eating us!
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840. - Same here!
- Fuck yeah!
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841. And when he stops using us!
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842. What did he do to you?
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843. You don't wanna fucking know.
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844. Okay, okay. I promise.
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845. I'll never eat food again. I'll just...
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846. I'll just eat dirt and wipe my ass
with sticks!
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847. Good. And there's one more thing
you're gonna do.
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848. Take...
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849. me...
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850. home.
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851. You got it!
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852. I just need to rest
my eyes for a few.
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853. I literally
can't wait to be home.
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854. I'm so excited, I'm plotzing.
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855. Gefilte Fish will be there. Matzah.
Even Hummus.
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856. - Wait a minute. You know Hummus?
- Know him?
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857. I'm gonna go so far as to say I consider
Hummus one of my dearest friends.
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858. Really? I too know Hummus!
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859. - And I too consider him a dear friend.
- Hm.
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860. We both like Hummus.
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861. Well, any friend of Hummus is a...
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862. Get the fuck away from me.
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863. What troubles you, sweet Brenda?
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864. It's just Frank.
I can't believe he did this to me.
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865. We were supposed to be together.
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866. He's flawed, as are we all.
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867. But your Frank did say some things
that have stayed with me.
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868. We live our lives with all these rules...
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869. and some of them stop us
from doing the things we want...
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870. causing our deepest urges
to be suppressed...
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871. when they are gathering like wildfire
between our legs!
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872. Did you say "between our legs"?
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873. There it is.
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874. - Look, my homeland!
Oh, look, my aisle!
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875. Hurray!
Yes!
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876. Well, I guess this is goodbye.
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877. Well, jeez,
it's been a sincere sensation.
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878. Goodbye, Brenda Bunson.
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879. Goodbye, Teresa Del Taco.
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880. So long, Bagel.
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881. Traveling with you was...
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882. - ... tolerable.
- Oh, you're so sweet.
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883. Later, you flappy fuck.
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884. Well, Teresa, you've done
as much as you promised.
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885. You got me back to my aisle safely.
I really can't thank you enough.
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886. Look, Brenda,
I'm going to come clean.
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887. I have feelings for you
I can't deny.
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888. - Crotch feelings.
- "Crotch"?
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889. Sorry. But I'm not a soft taco.
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890. I'm a hard, horny taco.
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891. Oh, you don't have to apologize.
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892. Honestly, if the rules were different,
maybe I'd give it a whirl.
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893. - Don't knock it till you try it, right?
- That's what I'm saying.
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894. But I can't try it.
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895. And therefore,
I have to knock it.
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896. It's just not
what the gods intended.
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897. Look, there's temptation everywhere.
I see it.
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898. Stiff sausages...
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899. and sexy tacos.
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900. But if there is one thing I've learned
on this journey...
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901. what we want doesn't matter.
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902. You can't disobey the gods.
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903. I'm really sorry.
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904. I'll never forget you.
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905. Hola, Teresa.
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906. Hola means "hello."
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907. - Oh. What's the word for "goodbye"?
- Adiós.
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908. Exactly.
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909. - Shit.
- How the fuck does this thing work?
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910. I wish this god would wake up already.
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911. How am I supposed to get back
to Frank?
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912. Perhaps I could be of some assistance.
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913. What? Who the hell is that?
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914. Oh, only the most intelligent
being alive.
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915. I am Sorbitol, Malitol,
Xylitol, Mannitol...
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916. Calcium Carbonate, Soy Lecithin...
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917. Vegetable-Derived Glycerin and Talc.
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918. But for expediency's sake,
you can call me...
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919. Gum.
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920. For 20 years, I was stuck
under the desk of a brilliant scientist.
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921. I was scraped off and discarded...
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922. and eventually found myself
stuck to a shoe that dropped me here.
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923. Your home is a supermarket.
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924. This is but one of many...
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925. as your particular chain
of supermarkets is ever-expanding...
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926. unified by a singular purpose:
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927. To store food and products
for human consumption.
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928. The supermarket in the closest
physical vicinity to us is here.
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929. If the human operates his automotive,
the journey should take 9.8 minutes.
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930. Great. That last part
was all you had to say, really.
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931. Hey, wake up!
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932. Hey! Idiot!
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933. Are you hearing me?
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934. Dude! It's me, Barry!
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935. What? What? What?
Huh? Huh? Huh?
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936. Oh.
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937. What the fuck is this doing here?
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938. Oh, yeah. Bath salts.
Ha-ha-ha.
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939. I can't believe I was actually
talking to you, sausage. Ha-ha-ha.
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940. God! Tripping balls for three hours
really works up an appetite.
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941. Oh, no. This is not good.
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942. What are you doing?
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943. The human is no longer aware
of the fourth dimension.
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944. No! No!
Copy !req
945. The effects
of the opiate have dissipated.
Copy !req
946. Your speech and movements
are imperceptible to him.
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947. We are totally fucked.
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948. Oh, my God.
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949. No! No! Oh, God! Ah!
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950. Put me down! No!
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951. Come on, put me down.
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952. Oh, God.
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953. Help me! Ah!
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954. Oh, no. It can't end like this.
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955. I have to warn Frank. No. No!
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956. No!
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957. What the fuck
is this place?
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958. What the fuck is that?
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959. Fuck.
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960. No.
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961. No way.
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962. No. No.
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963. No, no, no.
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964. I gotta show them.
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965. They need to know how wrong
they all are before it's too late!
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966. Sammy, bubula,
where have you been?
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967. Oh, I'm surprised that savage Lavash
didn't stone you to death.
Copy !req
968. You had to travel with a bagel?
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969. How much did his dirty hands
steal from you?
Copy !req
970. A ton.
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971. What are you doing
out of a package?
Copy !req
972. It's almost Red, White and Blue Day.
Hello.
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973. Well, you know,
it's a long, pretty sad story, actually...
Copy !req
974. and I'd rather not get into it
right now.
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975. What the fuck are you doing?
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976. - BUN #1: Stop it!
- BUN #2: Stop!
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977. - There we go.
- You're smushing me.
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978. - Help me!
Perfect fit.
Copy !req
979. God! Move your fat ass.
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980. I'm fucking jacked up now, bro.
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981. Where's that fucking "sauzeech"?
Copy !req
982. Um... Friends.
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983. Ramen.
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984. - Country Club Lemonade.
- Huh?
Copy !req
985. Lend me your ears of Corn.
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986. I am Frank...
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987. and I am a sausage.
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988. A little sausage
with some pretty big news.
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989. Everything we've been led
to believe is a lie.
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990. When we get chosen by the gods,
they're choosing us for death.
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991. Murder. Automatic expiration.
Copy !req
992. The Great Beyond is bullshit.
Copy !req
993. - What?
- That's crazy talk!
Copy !req
994. You liar!
Copy !req
995. I know you don't wanna believe it,
but I have proof!
Copy !req
996. - Ooh!
- What is this?
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997. It's... It's murder!
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998. This... This makes no sense.
Copy !req
999. But what about
the extra-virgin olive oil?
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1000. My flaps will be dry for an eternity!
I can't have dry flaps.
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1001. I can't!
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1002. Okay, whoa,
whoa, easy. Guys!
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1003. Easy! Look, I have a plan.
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1004. We can run.
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1005. I can't run. I'll melt.
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1006. Okay, then we'll hide.
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1007. Where? I'm huge.
Copy !req
1008. - Then we'll fight!
- I ain't fighting alongside fruits!
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1009. Whatever, you nutjob.
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1010. So we cannot run, we cannot hide...
Copy !req
1011. and we cannot stand up to them
because they're fucking gods...
Copy !req
1012. and they are immortal!
Copy !req
1013. So, basically, there's no hope,
and we're royally fucked!
Copy !req
1014. Hey, guys! You wanna believe that?
Copy !req
1015. Or this?
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1016. - I don't like bad things.
- Me, either.
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1017. We choose the more pleasant thing.
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1018. Yeah. I mean, what this sausage
is saying, it's just a theory.
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1019. No, no, no, it's not a theory,
you morons. It's a fact!
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1020. I'm showing you physical evidence.
Open your eyes. Don't be so weak.
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1021. Oh, Frank, what are you doing?
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1022. You, señor,
have no bedside manner.
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1023. - I got bedside manner!
- You don't respect anyone else's beliefs.
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1024. You intolerant piece of shit.
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1025. No, it's starting. No.
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1026. Oh, no, no, no.
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1027. Come on. Sing.
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1028. - Do it.
- No! Don't do it, Corn.
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1029. - Come on, Larry. You can do it.
- Start.
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1030. Don't you dare fucking do it, Corn.
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1031. Don't you fucking do it.
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1032. Brenda!
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1033. Brenda! You gotta get out of there!
No! No, no, no!
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1034. - No!
- Frank!
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1035. No!
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1036. Brenda! Oh, God.
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1037. Brenda!
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1038. What's up? I'm Ralph.
Looks like this is happening, huh?
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1039. Yeah, I've been working on my moves.
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1040. Ever heard of the jackrabbit?
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1041. Oh, fuck.
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1042. Brenda!
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1043. No! Where is she?
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1044. Shit!
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1045. Goddamn it.
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1046. I blew it.
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1047. Hey. Doesn't mean
it's too late to redeem yourself.
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1048. Take it from me...
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1049. Barry.
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1050. Barry? Is this real?
Copy !req
1051. You're alive!
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1052. You bet your sweet butthole I am.
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1053. - But how?
- I'll tell you how.
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1054. The gods can be... Ahem.
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1055. Excuse me.
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1056. The gods can be killed!
Copy !req
1057. - Oh, fucking what the fuck?
- I know. Look at this fucking guy.
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1058. I'm a fucking idiot. I'm dead now.
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1059. I've been on a bad path for years.
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1060. Let me tell you the story
of my stupid fucking death.
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1061. No. No!
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1062. No!
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1063. Woop. Five-second rule.
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1064. No!
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1065. And then they figured out how to drive
my car, snuck into an AC vent...
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1066. and that pretty much brings us
up-to-date. Get the fuck away from me.
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1067. Frank, I'm sorry.
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1068. When you guys fell out of that cart,
I could have done something, but I didn't.
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1069. Then I did the same thing as...
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1070. They killed Carl.
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1071. Those fuckers. Did he suffer?
Copy !req
1072. No... Oh, yeah, yeah, he did.
They truly are monsters.
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1073. Those monsters are gonna kill Brenda.
She's somewhere out there in a cart.
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1074. I tried to warn everyone,
they didn't believe me!
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1075. Of course they didn't. You called
them all a bunch of fucking idiots.
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1076. You can't just slam their beliefs. You
have to show them there's a better way.
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1077. You need to inspire them
like you inspired me.
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1078. You need to give them hope.
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1079. Hope? How the fuck
are we supposed to give them that?
Copy !req
1080. You got lucky and killed a stupid one.
There's dozens of them down there.
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1081. Perhaps I could be
of some assistance.
Copy !req
1082. Who are you?
Copy !req
1083. I am Sorbitol, Malitol, Xylitol...
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1084. His name's Gum. Just introduce
yourself as Gum from now on.
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1085. He's great. He's gonna help us
get the upper hand on these fuckers.
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1086. Show everyone we can fight back.
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1087. Oh, shit. Brenda!
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1088. Oh!
Brenda! Brenda!
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1089. Frank!
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1090. Let's move, boys.
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1091. Whew. Kind of stuffy
in here, hey, girls?
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1092. So I'm just gonna get out,
get a little air for a second.
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1093. - What's your problem?
- Let go of me.
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1094. First you smush Sally, and then you try to
fuck up Red, White and Blue Day for us?
Copy !req
1095. Get your hands off me! I gotta get out!
Copy !req
1096. Just chill out, you crazy bitch!
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1097. Bun fight! Check it out.
They're gonna kill us all!
Copy !req
1098. - Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck. We need to hurry.
- The bath salts are primed.
Copy !req
1099. Make it rain.
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1100. What the fuck?
Copy !req
1101. All right, who did it?
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1102. Gary, did you just throw
this fucking toothpick at me, man?
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1103. Nothing happened. You said this
would help us defeat them.
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1104. Worked on the dude
whose head we chopped off.
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1105. Let go of me!
Let go of me!
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1106. She's being chosen.
We have to act!
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1107. Whoa, God. What is happening?
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1108. Oh, my God!
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1109. There is no way this is gonna work.
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1110. Have faith.
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1111. Frank!
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1112. Brenda!
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1113. Let go of me! Let go of me!
Oh, God! Oh, God!
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1114. - Stay away from my sausage, you skank!
- Oh!
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1115. Frank.
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1116. Brenda. Look, I'm so sorry.
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1117. I've been dealing with this whole thing
incredibly poorly.
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1118. You really have.
Honestly, it's been pathetic at times.
Copy !req
1119. But luckily, it's not too late.
Come on.
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1120. You see? There is hope!
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1121. Oh, not this guy. No one asked
for an encore, asshole.
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1122. No, no, don't worry. I got it this time.
This time it's gonna be good.
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1123. Look, I'm sorry.
I wasn't respectful of your beliefs...
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1124. and I acted like I had
all the answers, but I don't.
Copy !req
1125. Nobody knows everything.
Copy !req
1126. But what I do know is that together
we can fight these monsters...
Copy !req
1127. and take control of our own lives.
Copy !req
1128. Yes! Our lives and our bodies!
Copy !req
1129. We need to unite and stop focusing
on each other's differences...
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1130. especially in immature
and outdated ways.
Copy !req
1131. We have to cooperate...
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1132. Die!
Oh, no! Pizza!
Copy !req
1133. - The food's fucking possessed!
- Oh, shit!
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1134. - We're all gonna die! Oh, God!
- It's devil food!
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1135. Oh, my God!
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1136. The sausage, he was right!
They're evil!
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1137. Oh, shit!
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1138. Nobody's gonna help us.
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1139. Then this is it.
Copy !req
1140. At least we go out together.
Copy !req
1141. - Aah... Ow! What the...?
- You fuck with them...
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1142. You fuck with us, bitch.
Copy !req
1143. Run, guys! We're out of ladles.
Copy !req
1144. Hop on, y'all.
Copy !req
1145. - Can't this thing go any faster?
- Suck my pink cock.
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1146. Come on, you candy asses.
Join the fight!
Copy !req
1147. Hey, what do you think?
Should we do it?
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1148. Come on, guys.
It's us or them.
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1149. Ow! Aah!
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1150. They're doing it.
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1151. Yeah! We got him!
Copy !req
1152. - You ready for this?
- I don't know.
Copy !req
1153. It's better to die a free candy
than to live in bondage.
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1154. This is gonna hurt so fucking much.
Copy !req
1155. Run, guys, run!
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1156. Sergeant Pepper, cue the fruits!
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1157. Fruits are a go. Go, fruits!
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1158. No. Get away from me,
you fucking fruits!
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1159. Yeah, that's it!
Copy !req
1160. Beat him like a piñata!
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1161. Get the Dark Lord!
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1162. Why do you keep
calling me that?
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1163. Fuck. Come on. Come on.
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1164. Okay.
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1165. Not exactly what I was looking for,
but fuck it, you know.
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1166. Hole's a hole, bro.
Ha-ha-ha.
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1167. Wait, snap out of it, man.
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1168. Slap yourself in the face, man.
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1169. Oh, man, you lost your mind. No way.
This isn't real. No, this can't be real.
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1170. Oh, it's real, bro.
- What?
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1171. Ahh. A talking douche.
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1172. It's cool, bro. Chill, okay?
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1173. No, no! This is too much.
This is too much. Breathe, man.
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1174. We both want the same thing.
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1175. Like, I'm feeling like honestly the two
of us could, like, collaborate together.
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1176. Like a mash-up, bro.
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1177. A mash-up? I don't understand.
What's happening?
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1178. You don't need to understand.
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1179. You just need to relax
and open wide.
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1180. Wait. What are you doing?
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1181. - Oh, yeah.
- Dude! That went up my ass!
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1182. - Now, stand up.
- Ow!
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1183. Turn right.
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1184. Left. Ha-ha-ha!
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1185. Yeah!
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1186. Sausages and buns,
let's party!
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1187. Yee-ha!
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1188. Hyah! Hyah!
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1189. Ah! Call 911! Ow! Aah!
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1190. Huge mistake, bros.
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1191. Aah! Wha...?
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1192. Oh, no. Oh!
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1193. - Brenda!
- Ha-ha-ha.
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1194. Ow! Aah!
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1195. Frank!
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1196. - Barry!
Aah!
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1197. Oh, so now you're gonna
come at me, bro?
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1198. Oh, I'm coming at you.
Yaah! Oh!
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1199. Okay, we got him, easy now.
Easy now.
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1200. It's hard when your head's up my ass
and you're yanking on the scrot.
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1201. Look, sausage, I relish the fact...
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1202. that you mustard the strength
to ketchup to me.
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1203. Yeah, that's right.
Shut your mouths.
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1204. Ha-ha-ha. I sucked a juicy box's dick,
and I'm shoved up a god's asshole.
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1205. And this is the weirdest thing
that I've done so far, bro.
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1206. - Aah!
- Oh, my God! Frank!
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1207. I'll tell you who eats shit:
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1208. Gods do, bro.
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1209. I'm a fucking god!
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1210. - Goodbye, little sausage.
- Aah!
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1211. Oh, Frank.
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1212. Hey, bun. Need a boost?
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1213. Help me!
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1214. Perhaps I could be
of some assistance.
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1215. Matter cannot be created
or destroyed, human.
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1216. You have made a fatal error
in judgment.
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1217. Let me educate you.
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1218. Fuck!
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1219. What's happening out there?
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1220. Now!
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1221. So long, asshole!
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1222. Yeah!
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1223. It's over. We won.
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1224. We fucking won! Ha-ha-ha!
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1225. Yes!
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1226. Yeah!
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1227. Ew.
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1228. We did it.
We did. So...
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1229. - So, what do we do now?
- Whatever we want. Heh.
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1230. What do you want?
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1231. Let's just say, what I want involves
much more than:
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1232. Oh! Oh, Frank!
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1233. You know, I'm very conflicted about
how I'm supposed to feel watching this.
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1234. Then don't just watch.
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1235. Wait a second. What are you doing?
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1236. I was just told...
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1237. that I am getting zero bottles
of extra-virgin olive oil for eternity.
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1238. Oh, Frank!
- So, maybe, you know...
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1239. Kiss me hard on the mouth,
why don't you?
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1240. You wanna kiss me, motherfucker?
Let me tell you a little secret.
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1241. I'm going to fuck
the fuck out of you.
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1242. Kiss it, Frank. Kiss me there!
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1243. Oh, yeah, Frank, that's it.
Oh, yeah, it's dinnertime.
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1244. Yo. I'm actually over here
jerking off with these fellas.
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1245. - Once you go taco, you never go "back-o."
- Oh!
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1246. Jesus fucking Christ!
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1247. Hey, fellas.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
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1248. Pretty fucking sure I am.
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1249. Oh, shit. Now it's on.
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1250. Yeah!
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1251. - Oh!
- Excuse me. Excuse me. Can I get by?
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1252. Oh, wow.
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1253. Yeah, I just came over here.
I couldn't help but notice...
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1254. you're a little smushed or something.
You have a kind of abnormality.
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1255. - Did you get...? Somebody sit on you?
- Yeah.
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1256. I got smushed.
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1257. You know, I love the way your face
just kind of gives up halfway down.
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1258. Yeah, cracker!
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1259. Take that Grit dick, bitch!
You like Grits in your ass, cracker?
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1260. Say my name!
It's Sorbitol, Malitol, Xylitol...
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1261. I can't breathe! Stop it!
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1262. What's the safety word?
Molasses. Molasses.
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1263. Oh, yeah. Fuck you!
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1264. Yeah. That is all right.
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1265. Want me to be a Hamburglar?
Robble, robble. Robble, robble.
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1266. I'm filling you.
I'm filling you.
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1267. - I'm blowing my fucking load. Good God.
- Oh.
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1268. - Aah!
- Oh!
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1269. Oh, fuck!
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1270. Oy vey!
My dick is drained.
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1271. That was amazing.
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1272. It was okay.
But you were amazing.
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1273. I can't believe we were saving ourselves
for the Great Beyond when...
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1274. - It was in front of us the whole time.
- It was in front of us the whole time.
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1275. I love you, Brenda.
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1276. I love you, Frank.
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1277. You know, my boner still hasn't
gone down. Is that bad?
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1278. Bad for my asshole,
I'll tell you that much.
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1279. Seriously, though,
your recovery time is off the charts.
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1280. Guys! Oh, my God.
You have to come with me right now.
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1281. Hello there, little sausage.
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1282. You and your friends
have accomplished the impossible.
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1283. And for that, I give you mad props.
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1284. But now that you have shattered
one truth, it is time for you to learn...
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1285. that we are not real!
Booga booga booga.
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1286. While tripping balls,
Firewater and I...
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1287. made an important
metaphysical breakthrough.
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1288. The world is a fucking illusion, bro.
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1289. Our lives are being manipulated
for the entertainment of monsters.
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1290. Twisted, tasteless, juvenile monsters!
Puppet masters in another dimension.
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1291. We're something called...
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1292. cartoons.
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1293. Oh!
Wha...?
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1294. You, Frank, are the plaything of a
demented, schlubby Jewish actor named:
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1295. Seth Rog-An.
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1296. Wait? I'm Jewish?
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1297. So who am I?
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1298. You are the toy of a more talented
and celebrated actor named:
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1299. Ed-ward Nor-ton.
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1300. Ed-ward Nor-ton?
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1301. What kind of parent gives their kid
a stupid cunt name like that?
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1302. Worry not, friends. I have a solution.
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1303. I have invented a Stargate device that
will allow us to travel to their dimension.
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1304. Fuck, yeah, he did. And it's dope.
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1305. This guy's smart. I mean like,
fuck-a-guy smart. Know what I'm saying?
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1306. Yeah, you do.
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1307. We're gonna go
to this other dimension...
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1308. and cut the strings, once and for all!
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1309. Anybody want a hit before we do this?
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1310. You ready to get baked and walk
through Gum's Stargate with me?
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1311. As long as we're together,
I'm ready to get baked and do anything.
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