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:34:06
Shot?
:34:07
- Bubbles..
- Yeah.

:34:11
Hey, Winter.
:34:12
Um, yeah. Fuck off, sweetie.
:34:16
- Hi!
- Hey.

:34:18
Hi, Billy.
:34:20
Come on. Don't tell me you're upset 'cause
you're not over there with your buddy.

:34:24
Let me tell you
something about losin' a man.

:34:26
There ain't one alive
worth sheddin' a tear over.

:34:29
- Drink up, sister.
- So you've never been in love?

:34:32
Maybe if I could find the guy
:34:33
that could see past
my incredible good looks, perfect figure

:34:36
and the sexiest mouth God ever created.
:34:38
But I don't know if I could
find a guy like that in Schittville.

:34:40
Maybe he's sitting right next to you.
:34:43
Somebody better get Danny away
from that beaver before he fucks it - again.

:34:50
So you didn't tell me
you even had a poorie girlfriend.

:34:53
(singsong)
Somebody might need a blood test.

:34:55
Casey? She's not my girlfriend.
:34:58
I've known her since I was, like, six.
She's kind of like my sister.

:35:02
I don't know. She's very pretty.
:35:06
She is?
:35:08
Look at him, sittin' over there
like he owns the damn place.

:35:13
I hate that asshole.
He can suck my..

:35:16
Black cock!
:35:18
And he knows it too.
:35:20
Straight, upstandin',
cheap-ass whiskey-drinkin' motherfucker!

:35:26
Bitch!
:35:28
(blows)
:35:30
Daddy, look who I found.
:35:32
Well! Enjoy your hike there, son?
Or did my mountain kick your ass?

:35:37
(raucous laughter)
:35:42
My butt's seen better days, sir.
:35:46
Well, why don't you get yourself a nice
massage tomorrow up at the academy?

:35:53
Just don't let that big-titted whore at the
coffee house stick any needles in your ass.

:35:58
I hear she almost
bled some poor son of a bitch to death.


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