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| Months in the future... |
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| Jane: Just check out Cal. |
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| ==>==> |
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| John: See if your father left the mail in the temporally oblique... |
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| ==> ==> |
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| Alright, now you're DEFINITELY trolling us. Come on. |
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| Jade: Squeal like a goat and piss on your arm... |
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| John: Prepare for nap. |
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| Terezi: Return to room. |
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| LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. WE HAVE A SUPERIOR WEAPON. |
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| Dave: Consult with friend on the red package. |
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| Dave: Illegally pirate some of John's shale. |
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| Way in the future... |
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| Dave: Take the discs. |
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| Take another stab at it. |
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| ==> |
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| FINE. PROCEED AS YOUR LEVEL OF COMFORT DICTATES. |
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| John: Look at the other asshole. |
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