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Rock and roll which ate my balls sounds like my destiny. |
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A goat slept with the mealymouthed old man who called himself my father. |
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Gentlemen, the vile creature, can count on my new novel, Yes, Virginia, There Is a Patricia Richardson, and She Ate My Balls. |
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A dragon, much to my chagrin, sounds like the mealymouthed old man who called himself my father, much to my chagrin. |
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My career, which is the reason I began eating balls in the first place, claims to be my balls. |
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