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Yeah, I'm calling him.
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Hello?
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So you're sick, huh?
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That's what they tell me.
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Cut the wit, Winger.
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Where are you, the GAP or Banana Republic?
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Well, Britta, you got me all figured out.
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Well I can tell you're not in bed.
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That's right, Britta.
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I'm pretending to be violently ill
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to avoid lifting a few boxes.
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Because I'm 13.