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Yeah.
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Well, the same thing kind of happened to your jersey.
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My jersey's on a farm in Pennsylvania?
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No.
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Danny, your jersey
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has gone to the great laundry basket in the sky.
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It bit the dust in the washer.
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It's sleeping with the lint.
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It's ruined, destroyed,
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nothing left!
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You lost my jersey?
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Close enough.