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Rick: You may know his boss, Larry Tate. From a little show called, Be-witched.
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Robin: Oh...hey, what's up?
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Cop: Play us a song
Chip: Oh no I couldn't...alright already. You might recongnize this song as preformed by Jefferson Airplane in a little Ro****entary about the Rolling Stones in their nightmare at Altamont, that night the Oakland chapter of the Hell's Angels had their way. Tonight...it's my turn!
Chip: Oh no I couldn't...alright already. You might recongnize this song as preformed by Jefferson Airplane in a little Ro****entary about the Rolling Stones in their nightmare at Altamont, that night the Oakland chapter of the Hell's Angels had their way. Tonight...it's my turn!
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Chip: We met about a week ago and hit it off!
Rick: Oh, really? That's sweet! Alright, you're on my team!
Chip: Sorry, only on Steven's team.
Rick: Alright let's play.
Chip: Alright, let's see what you got white shadow!
Rick: Oh, really? That's sweet! Alright, you're on my team!
Chip: Sorry, only on Steven's team.
Rick: Alright let's play.
Chip: Alright, let's see what you got white shadow!
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Chip: (after Steven just punched him) You're gonna have to do better than that Steven! Steven? Steven! Hey my lisp is gone!
Steven: (Punches Chip again.)
Chip: (with lisp) Oh you stupid son of a bitch!
Steven: (Punches Chip again.)
Chip: (with lisp) Oh you stupid son of a bitch!