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Oh, sweetie, we are all so concerned.
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But is he gone? Okay.
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All right, okay.
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You guys have got to help me unload these things.
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You bought all of Danny's jerseys?
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Where you when I was selling homemade taquitos?
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All right, Danny's contract is coming up.
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And nothing says "Cut me from the team"
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like a bunch of unsold T-shirts.
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Mom, Danny's an adult. Just tell him the truth.
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We're Wheelers. We can handle it.
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Really, Ben?