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Well, maybe God decided
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to answer our prayers
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through one of his drunk-driving angels on earth.
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Who are we to question God?
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Look, okay, I admit we were in a lot of trouble there,
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but none of us are that cold-blooded, right?
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Could it be someone's trying to protect us?
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Oh, my God. Carlos.
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Hey. Carlos couldn't have done it.
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He's still in rehab, isn't he?
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Of course he is! Oh, my God, you guys.
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We finally get a lucky break. Let's just go with it.