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The Pigeon, I must do. Near, this is. Far, this is. Wocka Wocka Wocka. | Must be T-Wing fighters |
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Look, old man, you couldnt hold Gandalf, and you wont stop me, unless you chop off my hand. | Their braces have locked |
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Where's NStync? | Seperation of Two Padmes |
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Where's Johnny Quest? | Artoo, stop telling me you're the star of the saga. Everyone knows it. |
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It's like Detroit, but wihout all the sucking... | "Fucking labeler! Never works when you need it to!" |
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