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It's like I start channeling my mother,
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and turn into an evil bitch.
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So, cease-fire?
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I guess C.U. will have to be big enough
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for the both of us.
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But we're not going to have slumber parties
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- and braid each other's hair. - Oh, my god, no.
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Oh, speak of the devil.
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Having lunch with my mother.
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See you around, Clark.
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Good luck.
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Hi, mom.