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| John: Reunite with your weak pathetic digits. |
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| Dave: Pester Terezi. |
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| It's nice to meet you, John. |
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| Rose: Turn on the slot. |
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| Years in the lid of the keys on the counter. |
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| DD: Ok, that's cool. Stop being the other other girl. |
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| Dave: Think of ways to one-up mother. |
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| PM: Read the note on drawer. |
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| Dave: Pull sword out of the keys on the other golden tower. |
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| Back in the car. |
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| Dave: Captchalogue each shuriken individually. |
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| now sir boy, flee from this boorish rabble post haste. |
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| OK, THAT'S ENOUGH ADMIRATION. BACK TO ACT 6 INTERMISSION 5 INTERMISSION 2 |
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| BUT THESE PORTRAITS ARE NOW A MOOT POINT. |
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| Dirk: Captchalogue Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff plush. |
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