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Yeah.! Yeah.!
[Woman Continues Screaming]
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A silly misunderstanding... Mm-hmm.
Someone nailed yo'ass.!
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Mm-hmm, yeah, I'm gon' nail yo' ass!
I'm gon' nail yo' ass!
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I'm gon'nail yo' ass!
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Yep, I nailed his ass.
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I thought he'd outgrown trains.
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They never grow up, lady.
They just get tubby.
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How charming. An aphorist.
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Oh, yeah, I've always
had ample proportions.
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But believe you me, it's all muscle.
I'm as hard as a rock.
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I'm not one of these cream puff,
sit-behind-the-desk private dicks.
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I'm an ass-nailer.
So I see.
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Gym four times a week...
hour and a half, plus stretching,
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LifeCycle, LifeStep, LifeCircuit.
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Gus Petch don't pussyfoot around.
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I must say, for someone in your line of work,
you don't exhibit a great deal of tact.
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You want tact, call a tactician.
You want an ass nailed,
you call Gus Petch.
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Christ, you seem to be
taking it pretty good.
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I seen 'em come in here, weep and
wail like Baptists at a funeral.
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Like they hired me to prove
their husbands weren't foolin' around.
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Don't get me wrong, Mr., um...
Petch.
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Gus Petch.
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Whilst I don't find this terribly amusing,
I am delighted that you found this material.
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This is going to be
my passport to wealth,
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independence and freedom.
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