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Lobsterfest was all I had.
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And now that's gone, too.
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Look at me. I'm a joke!
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Yeah, that's too bad.
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Hey, Bobby, some of the Lobster Maidens
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are open to the idea of a wet gown contest.
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Want to put up a prize?
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Uh, how about a towel?
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Ha! Oh, my God. That's so funny.
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Gretchen, have you, uh, met Hugo?
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He was gonna be grand marshal at the Lobsterfest.
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Ooh. Nice sash.