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Just a little tequila for the pain.
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You bearded fucking lunatic. who do you think you are?!
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You're stressed out, huh?!
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You need a drink?! shh.
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You know what? don't come near me.
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I'll rip his fucking handlebars right off your fucking face!
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I'll do it. fucking drunk.
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Come on. you got to get your shit together.
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It's time to stand up and extract that little artist within. come on.
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I'm just a fraud, hank.
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I know, but it's time to stand up.
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No. take the dress off already.