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Whoa, slow down, speed racer.
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I know. I can't stop talking.
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What was in that stuff you gave me?
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I don't know. The ingredients are in Spanish.
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Well, my corazon is beating muy rapido.
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Okay, and why aren't you in your elf costume yet?
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Because I was talking to those people over there,
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and there's a chance-- a slight chance, but a chance--
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I could get moved to the strolling Christmas carolers.
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I overheard their ethnic mix is short a token blond.
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And I'm blond, baby!
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Forget it. You got me into the underbelly of the elf beast,