1. Oh, man, I gotta take
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4. Oh, it smells good!
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10. Oh, well!
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12. Oh! No! No!
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13. Oh, no!
God damn it! No!
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with my father,
out in Bonejack Heights,
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boring life.
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29. Yes.
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It's so good to see you,
little darling.
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fun having you around.
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have any boobs yet, though.
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36. It will make it all the easier
to ward off all the horny
squeeze dicks
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shoot the protein blast on you.
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and brood awkwardly,
as soon as possible.
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don't you?
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or the right.
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like to poopie.
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and left the room this way
to give him hope.
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you like, kiddo.
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I hate being surprised.
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I most likely will smile,
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when I smile.
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a donkey show?
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over at Open Flynn,
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Bone Jack's house.
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95. Sounds good.
Sounds good.
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with Stella, I guess
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excruciatingly boring stories
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girl while I'm gone, you hear?
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I wouldn't do that, sir.
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you're practically family.
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112. Yeah.
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113. It's good seeing you again, sir.
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perverted as ever.
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116. He and my dad is this thing,
called frataging.
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117. It's where two guys
come together they...
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118. Hey, I was wondering.
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119. So, how shitty
is school gonna be?
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I have you there,
to ease the torture.
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121. But are the kids here cool?
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122. Or are they just brain washed
cattle like most youth of today?
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123. Um, yeah.
A lot of them suck.
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dangling all in front of them.
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127. You know,
whatever the saying is,
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129. But, yeah, it's gonna suck.
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130. But I'll make it hurt less
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132. Cool, I think.
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139. I mean, yeah, no...
Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.
I'm coming.
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a of couple of people who are,
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145. Oh, my God!
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to finally meet you.
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by the way.
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149. And, I'm T-Bone McCloud.
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150. Jack over here has talked
about you a million times.
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you actually exist.
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you're one of his
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154. This finger-bang's real,
all right.
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155. Jesus, did you tell
the whole school?
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157. Oh, finger-bang!
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158. It only happened one time.
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from LA or something?
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160. Yeah, I thought that everyone
from LA were supposed to be like
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ginormous boobs.
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162. Yeah, well,
maybe that's why they
kicked me out.
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163. Get it?
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164. Ha-ha, I get it.
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165. Nah! Yeah, yeah!
I totally got it. So...
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166. See ya at lunch.
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169. Kill me now.
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171. You don't need a come
if you have zip lock bag
and rubber band.
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172. You could essentially just
seal it at the base
and than just...
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173. Oh, hey, Stella.
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come here, sit down.
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178. Hey, no.
What are you doing?
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179. Chill, chill, chill.
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180. T-Bone's the school newspaper
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but you're big news.
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183. Bone Jack's famous
finger-bang five,
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but this shit's
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188. I think it was three.
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190. Oh! They are the Mullens.
They pretty much
stick to themselves.
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192. I swear they must be
on the incest tip.
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193. I don't think I've ever seen
a brother and sister so in love
with each other's presence.
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bronze and turns into a center
piece for dinning room table.
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201. sex on two legs.
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202. Older brother and all around
bruting heartthrob.
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203. Well, I know he makes
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208. Edgar Mullens, huh?
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big boobs
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finger banged.
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falls crotch over there.
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gonna start some ridiculously
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who's right over there
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222. Thanks for lunch, dad.
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224. So, I mean, Michael Jackson
would have to be an alien.
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this planet would just know
how to moonwalk like that.
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226. And that thing he does
with his legs and his crotch
and then go, "Whoo-hoo!"
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and make them look cool.
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he was an alien.
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into boxes for foxy bovines
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don't you?
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tell you stories when he was
a blind cinematographer.
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I'm afraid.
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252. That's gross.
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253. Touche.
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255. It was nice to see all of you.
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the cornfields of Atlantis.
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262. It was nice to see him again,
huh, Stella.
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Oh, my God!
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Something's is chasing me.
Help!
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269. Please, can we just get out
of here? He's right there.
We just gotta go.
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272. She was a slippery one, huh?
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trench walls of a mossy cleft,
my lord.
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Who are you people?
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succulent little flesh wound,
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dick warmer.
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278. Who are you?
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284. Turn! Turn!
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286. I'm rigid.
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vampire bitch.
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291. Mm.
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293. Let that word fart through your
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town that would lead you
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weaknesses that we do.
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within the light.
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on the humans.
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turds that, get this,
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307. Right! See?
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Edgar Mullens his shitty
little group of posers.
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310. Oh, yeah!
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311. This town will shiver at the
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317. All true vampires are over
the top.
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It's regal.
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322. I could eat an obese one
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cellulite tweaks to my teeth.
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one of those bad boys it's like
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330. Well, it's like a very totally
woven pastry puff.
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and blood.
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335. That's decadent.
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bitter sweat.
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I didn't fart.
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of repugnant mystery.
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looking at?
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a desk looking constipated.
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all the time, right?
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363. Nah. I'm pretty content with
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ecosystem down there, bring back
the dinosaurs and what not.
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but seriously,
trim all that shit off.
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anywhere near that pink
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maintain shrubbery.
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anyway. Am I right?
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you think that, miss thing?
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375. Way to make him feel like the
lowest turd on the fecal chain?
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376. Christ!
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and don't you ever forget it.
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drinks all the time,
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by some big black metro-sexual.
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topic fagot to me.
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inside and get you a drink.
Maybe I could pet the pain away.
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and mortified and vulnerable
you must feel.
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No big whoop.
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swatted away from your face.
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I don't know my own strength.
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about you.
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what it is.
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I just...
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429. Well, then, bitch,
get ready for punch on the big
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thought of that before I had wet
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Toblerone and Bigfoot poop
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when they get off the bus.
You wanna come?
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I need him inside me.
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447. No, dad! No.
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448. Edgar.
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449. What the hell are you
doing here?
Copy !req
450. I had to take a shit,
so I figured I'd stop by
and leave it in your bed.
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451. You're so mysterious.
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452. Come with me.
I want to show you something.
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453. But, my brain is saying
no, no, no.
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454. But your pussy is saying
yes, yes, yes.
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455. Follow your pussy, Stella.
Come with me.
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456. By the way, you nap too much.
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457. Stupid.
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458. Dad, get out of the closet!
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459. Phew!
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460. This is just getting
good, too. Hmm.
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461. Dad, this is Edgar.
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462. My friend.
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463. Oh, hello, Mr. Ennui.
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464. Well, you have a very nice...
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465. Well, you have Stella.
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466. Edgar, my man,
pleased to meet you.
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467. You kids go on
and have some fun now.
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468. But, Edgar,
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469. you might wanna wear a condom,
this one is bleeding
like a stuck pig.
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470. Ooh.
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471. Unless you want her in
your red wing's, that is.
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472. Get the fuck out, Dad.
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473. "Get the fuck out, Dad."
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474. Tell me everything when you
guys finish.
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475. I'd loves me some poon gossip.
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476. Sorry about that.
He's a bit of a pervert.
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477. He's charming, but really,
we have no time to lose.
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478. Where are we going?
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479. Oh.
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480. Ugh.
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481. Okay, how do you do that?
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482. I need you to
shut up and listen.
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483. I'm not like other guys.
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484. No, shit.
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485. No!
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486. I'm not of this mortal coil.
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487. What?
Are you gonna murder me
out here?
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488. You're not a serious killer,
are you?
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489. I mean, it would make
a lotta sense and
shine a lotta light on shit.
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490. No, bling-bling you.
Just-just listen.
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491. I have powerful senses.
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492. I could fly,
I could run faster
than a puma.
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493. I have a strength of 20 man
and never sleep a wink.
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494. So, you either on some pretty
strong crack or you're a retard.
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495. No, you stupid head!
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496. I-I...
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497. am a vampire.
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498. Vampire?
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499. Say it. Say it, yes.
Out loud.
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500. Uh, I just dead, vampire.
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501. Well, aren't frightened
of my mess of appearance?
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502. And my creature of the
night instincts?
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503. Oh, wait!
You're serious?
Copy !req
504. Shell I show it to you, Stella?
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505. Shell I prove it to you?
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506. I told you.
I wanted to show you.
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507. You think you can catch me?
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508. You think you can beat me?
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509. I am eternal!
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510. Jesus Christ,
you almost broke my legs!
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511. Stella.
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512. Fucker.
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513. I must have you.
I need you.
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514. Well, you have funny way
of showing it, fruit cake.
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515. I'm sorry.
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516. I had to be horrible to you.
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517. I had to keep my distance
to quail my animalistic loins.
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518. You're dripping with
your essence.
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519. Oh, yeah. That, well...
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520. I have my period, so...
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521. Your blood,
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522. it's intoxicating,
it's taking everything I have
from not ripping your crotch off
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523. and drinking you dry.
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524. Charming, but no,
I know what you mean.
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525. I'm drawn to you,
like a battered wife is drawn
to her abusing husband.
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526. I just can't shake
this feeling
I have for you.
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527. You, Stella...
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528. You're like my own personal
breath of BENGAY
deep-heating rub.
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529. So, you're a vampire.
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530. That was like the furthest
thing from my mind.
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531. You don't seem
like a vampire at all.
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532. Speed and strength,
I'll give you that, but...
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533. Vampire?
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534. Yes.
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535. You see, we Mullens aren't
like other vampires.
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536. We take pride in feeding of
these woodland creatures.
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537. We don't drink human blood.
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538. Oh, kinda like Brad Pit in that
movie about interviews and puffy
pirate shirts and what not?
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539. They get it all wrong.
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540. The media, society...
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541. So, do you have fangs?
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542. Unfortunately, no.
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543. We have evolved,
but we can still to be killed
by crosses, garlic and silver.
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544. We haven't seen fangs
on vampires for
over a 100 years.
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545. Those are the oldies.
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546. Hmm.
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547. So, what about sunlight?
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548. Well, as you can see, the sun is
really only a minor annoyance.
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549. It affects different vampires
in different ways.
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550. What's your annoyance?
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551. What does the sun do to you?
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552. I'll show you.
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553. Are you getting a boner?
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554. That's not all.
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555. Watch this!
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556. Edgar, this is beautiful.
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557. You, you could love this?
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558. I-I could.
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559. I feel like we're
really bonding, Stella.
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560. I think you should
meet my family.
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561. Already?
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562. They're gonna love you.
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563. Quick!
Jump on my back.
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564. Hold on, you little AIDS monkey.
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565. This is just so magical,
I can't believe it's happening.
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566. Get the fuck off of me.
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567. You're a lot fatter
than you look.
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568. It's a bloating.
My period, remember?
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569. Yeah.
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570. Meet me at that address
at 7:00 tonight.
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571. I'll leave you with that.
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572. I'm the luckiest girl
in the world.
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573. I gonna hump a vampire.
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574. Okay, Edgar,
is this you trying to
freak me out?
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575. Edgar Mullens?
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576. Holy shit! You scared me.
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577. Yeah, do you know him?
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578. Not yet, but from what I hear
I can't wait to sink his big
log into my mossy tunnel.
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579. What?
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580. Listen, skank,
I don't know who you are,
but Edgar is with me.
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581. I think.
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582. Ha! Well, "your Edgar"
is the main course, my love,
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583. and you are just a tasty
little appetizer.
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584. What does that even mean?
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585. Boo.
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586. Shit!
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587. Your blood will be used
not only to coke my insides
and fill my belly,
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588. but to vigorously pleasure my
vampiric pearl sack, vigorously.
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589. And without remorse.
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590. Okay, that's just gross.
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591. Hey!
Is that Criss Angel?
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592. Hey.
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593. Hey.
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594. Hey.
Were we just hoodwinked?
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595. Get that meat!
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596. Ho!
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597. Shamone.
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598. What the hell is this?
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599. Lupine!
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600. Lupine? Werewolf?
Are you shitting me?
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601. Hey, dog boy!
You think you're bad?
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602. You ain't bad!
You ain't nothing!
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603. Let's get the hell out of here.
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604. Ha, that's why you're
the brains of the operation.
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605. Thank you... Michael?
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606. Hee-hee!
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607. Shamone!
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608. Jack?
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609. Sorry, Stella.
I didn't mean for you
to see me like that.
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610. Could you stop the car?
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611. Are you afraid?
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612. Why should I be afraid?
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613. I mean, I just found out
that Edgar's a vampire
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614. and a couple of old school
vamps are still alive.
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615. And one of my friend is
a werewolf.
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616. It just makes so much sense,
it's not even funny.
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617. That's why I wanted you to
stay away from him, Stella.
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618. The Mullens are bad news.
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619. Those weren't the Mullens, Jack.
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620. They were something way worse.
I need to get to Edgar
to tell him.
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621. No! No way!
You can't go alone.
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622. I'll take you.
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623. But I'm having dinner with
him and his family tonight.
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624. So, you can't stay.
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625. Okay.
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626. But let me drive you there
at least.
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627. I just wanna make sure
you get there in one piece.
That cool?
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628. Okay.
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629. Wow! I'm taking this all
incredibly well.
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630. I agree. Most people would have
shit their pants and blow their
brains out by now.
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631. So, what's with the whole
Michael Jackson thing?
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632. Who?
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633. Ungrateful bastards,
I bring them out for little bit
of sport hunting vampires,
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634. If they knew...
If they knew how much I was
spending on fucking sunscreen...
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635. The amount I had to spend
on this place,
all evil layers were taken.
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636. Evil layer rentals...
Bullshit.
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637. Razor, a Michael Jackson
wacko just beat us up.
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638. Woo-hoo.
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639. Huh?
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640. Michael Jackson?
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641. A werewolf?
This is confounding.
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642. How can this be?
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643. He has a car, Razor.
He came at us with his
'shamones" and his...
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644. He totally threw in some,
"Hee-hees!" and some...
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645. Blast!
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646. Michael Jackson and his
Lycanthropic boogie machine.
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647. I thought I killed him
with drugs.
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648. Yeah.
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649. Ugh.
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650. This could be harder than
I thought.
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651. You fun-loathian dendrophiles.
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652. That was wolf boy Jack.
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653. From the Secanby clan.
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654. His ilk have been living
in this area for decades.
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655. He was just dressed
as the king of pop,
you first class bailers.
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656. Well, I knew it all along,
Razor, I mean, his moonwalk
was so poor and...
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657. Quiet!
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658. Now, what of this female?
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659. This Stella.
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660. What is she to Mullens and
his fruity be-bubbled genitalia?
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661. I think he wants to
mate with this human.
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662. I think he wants to become
her lover.
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663. Makes me sick.
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664. Let's go pay these
Mullens a visit, huh?
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665. Ah! Sounds tasty.
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666. To me, my loyal home twigs.
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667. Raoul?
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668. Crank the journey.
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669. I must lament about this
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670. wheel in the sky.
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671. He loves lamenting.
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672. As your will commands it,
my leash.
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673. If you need me,
I'll be chilling right
across the street, okay?
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674. Jack, I'm gonna be fine,
I'm safe.
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675. I know what they are, Stella.
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676. Okay, I'll be sure to call you
if they are in need of any
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677. PYT improve dance moves,
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678. king of pop.
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679. You know, I'm not 100% liking
your attitude, smart ass.
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680. Whatever.
Shamone, Jack.
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681. Bitch needs to watch her
fucking tone.
Copy !req
682. Or I'll have to give her
knuckle sandwich
straight to the mouth.
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683. But God, I just wanna be
so deep in that pussy.
Copy !req
684. You're late.
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685. Well, actually,
I need to talk
to you about that.
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686. Say it! Say it!
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687. We already did this.
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688. All right.
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689. Bro-sis, this is Stella.
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690. Hey! I mean, I know you guys,
we just have never been
formally introduced.
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691. Hey, yeah! Wow!
I'm Rosalis.
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692. I'm Ed's younger sis and
this is our brother Rathbone.
We totally fuck.
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693. We do...
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694. Rosalis, I'm sure Stella
doesn't wanna hear your mating
habits with our sibling.
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695. What the hell, right?
We're totally family now.
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696. And mom and dad always said,
"Keep it in a family," right?
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697. I'm so excited,
we're gonna be
such good friends.
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698. And I mean like, yeah...
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699. I'm starved.
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700. Would you like to eat my fart,
Stella?
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701. Rathbone,
why don't you two go into
the lavatory and fix Stella up
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702. a heaping bow of protein
and a crystal Pepsi.
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703. Crystal Pepsi?
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704. Suit yourself, Edgar.
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705. Stella, perhaps after your meal
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706. you'd you like to play
a game of frolf?
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707. You mean Frisbee golf?
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708. You play frolf?
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709. Are you sure you're into chicks?
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710. Well, frolf is a game that's
been played by our kind
for millennium.
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711. You wouldn't imagine how cool
you could look, leaping into
the end, grabbing a hold of a
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712. dangerous and
unpredictable saucer.
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713. Oh, I'll be surprised,
all right.
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714. Why didn't you two
fix up some eats, hmm?
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715. Now, you have something
to tell me?
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716. Oh, yeah.
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717. You know how you were telling me
about those cooler vampires that
actually have fangs and kill
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718. and change and look
sweet and super sexy?
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719. Yes, yes.
I know of them.
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720. Well, I just got bone-jacked by
two full-on old school vamps.
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721. And my old friend Jack showed up
as a moonwalking werewolf,
mind you.
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722. He kicked their asses
back to fugly town.
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723. What?
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724. But there hasn't been
an elder here in...
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725. Do you smell fish?
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726. What?
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727. Stella!
Grub's on.
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728. Eat, then frolf.
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729. What about the vamps?
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730. And what about Jack turning
into a werewolf?
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731. Vamps? That's retard talk.
And as for Jack,
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732. I've known him
since he turned 13. Why?
I went to his bar mitzvah.
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733. A werewolf bar mitzvah?
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734. It was spooky and scary.
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735. Eat!
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736. Hey, Edgar!
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737. Why do you guys play inside?
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738. See, if we all played outside,
we all get boners.
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739. Bubbles flying everywhere.
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740. Can't have that.
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741. Even Rosalis?
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742. Oh!
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743. See, with women, their
clitoris grows the size
of a penis.
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744. You don't want that
flapping around in public, huh?
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745. You guys ever thought about
playing something more hardcore,
like football or baseball?
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746. Stella, baseball?
That would be gay.
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747. Hey, girl, check out
what I can do.
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748. Well, you don't see
that everyday.
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749. Mind if I join in
for old times sake?
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750. I don't know, Jack.
I think we're already
pretty filled up.
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751. Dude, there's like
four people here.
How about your chill, Ed?
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752. Besides, there's a few moves
I could teach Stella,
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753. and I'm sure you could learn
something from them.
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754. Don't you have a grooming class
to go to, Jack-fur.
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755. I'm sure Stella learnt all she
needs to from me and then some.
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756. Come on.
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757. Actually, Edgar,
we haven't done anything yet.
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758. Well, we could have
and if we did,
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759. I'm sure it would have been
a lot better than whatever
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760. has Jack learnt you,
or something to that effect.
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761. Guys, put your egos to rest.
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762. There's plenty of holes on
Stella to go around.
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763. Hey! Mine holes.
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764. Shape up, Shames,
we got company.
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765. Who the fuck are they?
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766. It can't be.
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767. Shit! Edgar,
those are the vamps
that attacked me.
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768. It is true.
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769. The elders.
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770. Although, I don't know
who the guy in front is.
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771. Quick, Stella, hide behind my
moistly chiseled ass.
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772. No. Stella, get behind my ass.
It's far more fine than his.
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773. Greetings, my young brother.
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774. I am Raoul.
This is Veronica.
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775. And here is my lord,
Laser McBleed,
of the clan McBleed.
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776. It's Razor.
We practiced this.
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777. Razor? Really?
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778. Yes.
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779. Lord Razor!
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780. McBleed of the clan McBleed.
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781. So good to finally
meet the Mullenses.
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782. But you, we met before.
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783. Yes, my little lardbag.
You're not Mullens at all.
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784. You're turning the milk in
my nipples sour.
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785. Fuck you.
You're afraid of a dog.
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786. For the record, I'm a werewolf,
not a weredog, all right?
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787. Enough chicanery.
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788. That's enough, Raz-dude.
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789. The name is Razor, fagpire.
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790. And you would do good do to
remember it, for it will be the
chilling sound of your doom.
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791. These guy is hilarious.
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792. The cow-cunt speaks?
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793. You'll be quick to keep her
mouth shut,
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794. or I shall shut it for her,
with my dick.
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795. Mullens, flee!
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796. You're stupid.
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797. Fuck that hissing shit.
Who's bad?
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798. Ho!
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799. You're tearing him apart.
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800. Take her.
Get her safe.
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801. I "ll take" em all on!
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802. Ready? One, two, three!
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803. Ed!
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804. Fucking, bitch!
God damn it!
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805. Fucking crazy bitch!
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806. Edgar, be careful!
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807. Little brother.
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808. I didn't think that a vampire
can be this potent.
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809. Are you ready for it?
This may be the end, fellow.
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810. I'll see you in the after light,
my lord.
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811. How do I look?
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812. Ready.
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813. You killed Raoul.
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814. And you killed... the new one.
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815. Do you have any idea
how expensive minions
are these days?
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816. Taste my honey, honeydew.
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817. No!
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818. You know, I don't even
really hate vampires.
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819. But the sparkling,
the bubbles and the boners.
You don't even have...
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820. We may not have fangs...
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821. But our hair
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822. looks fucking sweet.
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823. Time for the course.
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824. Hole in one.
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825. Sanctuary...
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826. Give my mustache to Trevor.
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827. Good job, bro! Superb!
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828. Fantastic!
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829. What's up, Stella?
Wanna go the prom with me?
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830. I'd love to.
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831. Sweet.
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832. Fags! Come on, AIDS monkey.
Let's go.
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833. Stella, I wanted to get you
away from children
and new music and hip-hop.
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834. I have something
special to tell you.
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835. What is it, Edgar?
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836. You can tell me anything.
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837. Stella, I wanted
to tell you that,
I love you.
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838. I love you, too.
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839. And, I want you inside me.
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840. I want to be inside you, too.
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841. Mind if I cut in?
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842. You're a very precocious
young lady, ain't you, Stella?
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843. Oh, you're just like
your mother was
when she was your age.
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844. You know I'm not wearing
any underwear, right?
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845. Oh, yeah.
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846. Can you feel that?
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847. Dad!
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848. Mm.
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849. Do you feel that?
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850. That's all me.
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851. Mm.
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852. Help me.
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853. Oh, yeah.
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854. I wanna be inside you, too.
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855. Nice.
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856. I want you to remember this
night for the rest of your life.
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857. They went to the prom?
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858. Really?
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859. It's the stupidest ending
I've ever heard of.
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860. Oh, I'll get you, vampires.
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861. I'll get you if it's
the last thing I do.
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