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uh, text I got from you that said,
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"Guess why I can't see my penis right now."
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I was bored.
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So, uh, how was your little talk with Ms. McMartin?
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You know, about that whole situation-- you and her--
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I just... you know, maybe I just judged you too harshly.
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No, no, I was... I deserved it. I-I was stupid and weak.
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And besides, bitch be crazy.
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bitch be my girlfriend.
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Oh, my God. You didn't.
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After all the crap you gave me?
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"How could you sleep with our social worker, Alan?"