happy 19th birthday to the best sister ever.
love you.
why you put them rats in my locker, man?
I don't even own a gun, let alone many guns that would necessitate an entire rack. What am I gonna do... with a gun rack?
HEY GILLIGAN, DID YOU EAT THE SKIPPER?!
Gopher, Everett?
Root beer?! Root beer?!
He'll keep calling me, he'll keep calling me until I come over. He'll make me feel guilty. This is uh... This is ridiculous, ok I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go. What - I'LL GO. Shit.
Start at the beginning and when you get to the end- stop.
My lucky rat's tail!!
YOU PUT BASIL IN THE RATATOUILLE?!?
What'd you do?!?!
oh, and that gibberish the pill bugs say when they're playing with the bad bug's antennae.
you know.
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