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"Madonna has slept at every location we've pinned on this map" |
Ah Yes, the good old days, Cigarette and coffee for breakfast, then brainwashed by the morning paper |
"Endorse the bill? Why, I'm taking a crap in my pants right at this very moment!" |
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"...it's all warm and squishy. Kind of comfortable, you know? Well, I guess it's an acquired taste." |
"I mean, I was talking to Senator Hatch back in '78, and it was uncanny. We both crapped ourself at exactly the same time. Boy, those were the days." |
"Ok, what lazy SOB brought pringles chips to the pot luck again..." |
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Elfish Peter Lorre *calls* these Pigs in Blankets, but believe me, you do NOT want to know what he's rolling up in there... |
"...I can't just hire you, of course. The final decision is up to my file cabinets..." |
Betty, I need more hand lotion |
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PUMAT: Ethel Mertz, Aunt Bea, Godzilla |
Ralph Nader drives to work in his safe at any speed vehicle. |
Day 5, deep in the woods of northern Wisconsin, The hunt for Big Foot continues |
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