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?: Okay, it's, uh, just about time, you guys, what d'you say? |
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?: [...] |
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?: Uh . . . |
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?: One? |
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?: Rolling? |
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?: Rolling . . . Frank is rolling |
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?: Rolling? It's rolling . . . ? |
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?: One! |
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?: Test two |
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?: Test . . . three |
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?: Oh, now this is what I call brotherly love |
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?: Man, chics are really harm, man. Now there are tits |
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?: Hey you're taking between that baby [...] |
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Aaaaah . . . |
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?: No stopping! |
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?: Oh, I'm telling you . . . |
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?: There is a chic where I'm hung |
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?: Oh yes . . . And she enjoys every moment |
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?: She wants you Dick |
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?: She's waiting for your big . . . |
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?: Now listen |
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?: Bwana? |
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?: She said give me the guy with the throb |
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AAH! |
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?: Oh . . . really? |
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?: Okay, enough |
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?: What can you say? |
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?: See you later |
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?: See, this is what happens when you join up a rock group, George, get off that jazz syndrome . . . there's no lust in jazz |
