I know the kids don't like you and pick on you, but you have to go to school... you're the teacher.
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You look happier now, Charlie
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Santa Claus doesn't exist. But I can't read, so it's okay.
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It'll never last ...
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Let's play again with the bees!
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Bed and breakfast. We all love it.
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