Mugulu, how often did I tell you not to play with your food ?
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Let me in. In need to go back out again
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This isn't even remotely funny
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Let's play again with the bees!
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Some people are like clouds. When they go away, it's a beautiful day.
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Are you sure, Pete... I could swear mom said the best candy came from the Schmidt house.
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Look at him. Works one day a year. Spends the rest of it judging you. Santa.
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