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Good evening, ladies.
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- Fuck you, Hank. - What did I do?
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- You have a penis. - Uh-huh.
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And she's embracing her she-ness.
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You can't come in.
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I like your poetry, woman, but I don't understand.
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You don't need to. It's okay.
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- So what's up? - What's up?
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I'll tell you what's up.
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Our daughter's pretty fucking talented--that's what's up.
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- I know. - Mm-hmm.
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You came all this way to tell me something I already know?