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Lady, just because you happen to be the hole they crawled out of
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doesn't mean a goddamn thing.
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It means everything.
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Right. Sure.
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That's why I can't even walk through my own home
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without tripping over one of your dead offspring.
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I loved my children.
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To death.
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They are a part of me,
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just like that unborn child is a part of me,
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and I will not have you put your filthy hands on my grandchild.
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Grandchild?