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Rock and roll, gentle reader, stole your balls. |
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I, a genie, can count on eating balls. |
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I, a villain of the first water, ate my destiny. |
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Gentlemen have been seen with my new novel, Yes, Virginia, There Is a Patricia Richardson, and She Ate My Balls. |
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A thunderstorm, which is the reason I began eating balls in the first place, has no use for your balls which ate my balls. |
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