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There's over four fucking pages of this shit! [Joe counts the tip and finds it is a buck short] Joe: Hey, who didn't dvd throw in? Mr. Orange: Mr. Pink. Joe: Mr. Pink? Why not? Mr. Orange: He don't tip. Joe: He don't tip? dvd Whaddaya mean you don't tip? Mr. Orange: He don't believe in it. Joe: Shut up! Joe: Hey, I've changed my mind. Shoot this piece of shit, will ya? Mr. Pink: I mean everbody panics, dvd everybody, things get tense, it's human nature to panic, I don't care what you name it you just can't help it. Mr White: That girl's ass... Mr. Orange: It's sitting here right on my dick. [while cutting Marvin Nash's ear off] Mr. Blonde: Hold still! Hold still, you fuck! Holdaway: So if this fruit's a Brewer's fan, his ass gotta be from Wisconsin. Freddy Newandyke: Bing! Holdaway: And I'll bet you everything from a diddle-eyed Joe to a damned if I know that in Milwaukee they got a sheet on this Mr.
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