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Tonight we're all gonna go to the beach.
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We're gonna drink wine, build a bonfire just like the old days.
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And here's the catch--we're all gonna go just as friends.
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No couples allowed. Couples can't even ride there together.
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Hell, yeah, Jules.
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Singles' party at the beach, huh? Barb like-y.
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Frolicking in the waves,
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your privates getting sandblasted
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- so they shine like a bowling trophy. - You done?
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Not yet.
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That's why I always carry my swimsuit.
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What does that even cover? It looks like a net.