Little Nicky
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Damn you, Nicky!
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There ain't no Super Devil Juice
in here!

:41:09
Hail, Nicky!
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We are forever your slaves!
:41:19
-So your father's the Devil.
-Sí, seòor.

:41:22
You're a talking dog from Hell.
You guys are who?

:41:26
A couple of big fans of Nicky
and the work his dad does.

:41:29
By the way, Nicky,
check this out.

:41:37
What's Ozzy trying to say there?
:41:39
John, absolutely nothing.
:41:41
The Blizzard always
came straight with his messages.

:41:44
But wrap your minds around this,
gentlemen.

:41:51
Chicago.
:41:57
I love this song.
:42:00
I command you
in the name of Lucifer...

:42:04
to spread the blood
of the innocent.

:42:06
Oh, my God, Chicago kicks ass!
:42:10
That was awesome.
:42:12
You know, guys,
this cake tastes a little funny.

:42:17
I dumped a fat sack of reefer
in the mix.

:42:20
Thought I'd spice up the bash.
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-Really?
-What's reefer?

:42:25
About five hundred bucks
an ounce.

:42:41
Come on, Nicky, one more time.
:42:43
I can't. It's starting to hurt.
:42:45
Come on, you totally got to!
:42:48
All right, all right. Last time.
:42:51
Here he goes!
:42:58
That's insane!

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