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Oh, good God, Teddy.
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My beetles!
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What?
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Teddy, you've got beetles all over your face.
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Is that right? I haven't looked in the mirror yet.
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These males are in an extremely amorous state.
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You mean, right now they're trying to mate with Teddy's face?
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Yes.
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Oh, God, Ted.
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- Does it hurt? - Nope. Nope. Don't worry about it.
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Teddy, you should probably get to the hospital.
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You okay to drive?