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Thank god.
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I need something to coat my stomach
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from that bowl of death.
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Here's the deal, all right?
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You crashed my poker game, which is an offense to me,
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But now you're derailing it with farmers' market cuisine,
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which is an offense to the game of poker.
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Does that make sense to you?
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Will, I think everyone's gonna survive.
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Aah, my back! My back is spasming!
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- Oh, golly! - Ugh, so dramatic.
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- I can actually help you. Hold on. - Okay.