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- That's your mantra. - You don't have a brain tumor.
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- All right, people. - Wait.
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Next, I want to go over how sick
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and tired I am of rude waiters.
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I mean, it's like you're sitting
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there for fifteen minutes and the guy comes over
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and he's like "Can I take your order?"
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Is that annoying or am I crazy?
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You're not crazy.
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You... You have a brain tumor? Why didn't you tell me that?
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I did tell you, okay? It was...
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It was a lie that I told Owen to break up with him,