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'cause he stirred his ice tea with it.
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That leaves one knife missing.
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So again I ask, where's the knife?
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You're a lefty. I'm guessing your left sock.
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It was for the team.
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In case any of us got in a scrape.
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What are you doing?
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Take care, Gunderson.
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Ma'am.
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Nice team you put together.
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Zancanelli! You know me.
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Not anymore, Hoss.