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Yeah, sounds like you were the bully.
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No, no, no. Those mathletes were my boys.
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I'd make 'em laugh so hard, they'd cry.
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Deep, heaving sobs of laughter,
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just begging me to stop being so damn funny.
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I'm gonna go crank call those mathletes now.
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Okay, Cam, I got eyes on you from the van.
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Let's take down our bully.
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I've got vis con on O'Bannon.
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All right, fire up the spy cam.
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I'll tell you when we got him.
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Whoo! O' Bannon rules!