| Back in the future... |
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| Jade: Try out new prey. |
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| THAT'S THE END OF ACT 5 |
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| ==> |
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| Jade: Tidy up a little. |
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| THAT'S THE END OF ACT 5 |
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| now my civil fellow, i have politely returned. |
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| Dave: Put a punched card in strife specibus |
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| John: Ascend to the meter stick. |
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| Dirk: Talk to friend/enemy. |
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| Dave: Combine fetus in a rational, diplomatic manner. |
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| Jane: Check out magazine. |
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| ONE MORE BANNER PIECE OF SWAG IN MY DREAM. I AM ALMOST CERTAIN CHERUB SHAKESPEARE SAID THAT. |
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| ==> |
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| Jade: Be the Rider. |
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| John: Captchalogue the beta. |
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| Rose: Hurry up to the chest. |
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| BUT I MUST ADMIT. |
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| oh dear. the purple box. |
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| SUDDENLY. THERE IS A MISS. |
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