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I ham deaf in da right hear, eh? Dat's because I was marry to da "Pit Bull wit da Lipstick" for six 'an a 'alf year and I done awl da driving.
Tank da lord dat she his gone, but every time da "biscuit shooter" ask 'ow I wan' my coffee and I say "pardon me?" I am force to tink habout dat, monster, tabernac!
I get by on da medical, barely, eh? Christ, 6500 hour on da RR Dart don' 'elp, eidder!
What? What you say?
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