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Is it just me or does that salesman guy
we're transporting seem a little shady?
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He gave me a free sample of one of
his products.
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He calls it "predator juice"
says it will enhance my manhood.
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-Are you going to try it?
-Pssst, Hamilton, come on,
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do I look like I need
to enhance my manhood?
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-Please don't make me look at it!
-Huh? Huh?
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You should try it though,
I hear this planet has some fancy ladies.
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I can't bone them all myself.
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Sorry man, I don't do drugs.
Only space weed.
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Yo. Pass that.
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-What a nice spaceship!
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Greetings.
I come in search of
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a lady to share my vast space
fortune with.
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Here, here. Let it be known
that I hath wrought mega death
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upon the beast of Cockney Forest.
The dreaded Paddington Bear,
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is no more.
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Let it be part of the record
that he was no match for my manhood.
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Predator Juice
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Dude!
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Sorry, way over the line,
predator juice.
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Ahhhh!
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Doth your intentions speak
of the promise of betrothal?
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What?
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[female] Oh! You naughty boy!
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[female] What scurrilous advances!
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[Female] Oh! Sir Jay. Leaving so soon?
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Uh Jay? Yeah, we have a situation.
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Sir Jay! You have sullied the
honor of my townshed.
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We shall duel pistols at sunset.
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Uh, alright, fine.
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Dude, did you really bone ALL of them?
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I know, I said I couldn't,
bone them all myself,
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but I was wrong.
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You took the predator juice,
didn't you?
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Yeah, but I could have done it without it.
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I may have also had sex
with a dragon at some point.
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So the point of this duel is to shoot
the other guy before he shoots you.
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Correct, yes. At the count of....
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[zapping sound
followed by squishy explosion]
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At the count of 3 you imbecile!
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Uh, oh. My bad. Do over.
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Have you no honor?
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Only when it helps me touch breasts.
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Prepare to die.
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[Thump, fire sounds and screaming}
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Don't you mess with my boyfriend!
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Nice.
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[Engine noise]
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Seriously dude? A dragon?
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She was a lady dragon.
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How is that even possible?
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Anything is possible if
you believe in your penis.
