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He created slugs. They can't hear! They can't speak! They can't operate machinery! I mean, are we not in the hands of a lunatic? If I were creating a world, I wouldn't mess about with butterflies and daffodils. I would have started with lasers, eight o'clock, day one! _____________________________________________________ Sliced bread, the greatest thing since the 1911. | ||
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Don’t touch that! It’s evil! ______________________________________________ "If the truth shall kill them, let them die.” Endeavoring to master the subtle art of the grapefruit spoon. | |||
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Lasers, 8 o'clock, day one! | |||
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Heres to rich....stinking rich! And heres to Kevin. Stinking Kevin!! --------------------------------------- It's like my brain's a tree and you're those little cookie elves. | |||
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He says yeah, what with Christmas coming up and all. _____________________________________________________ Sliced bread, the greatest thing since the 1911. | |||
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The Lair
Look how he spends hit time, forty-three species of parrot! Nipples for men! Slugs!
