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Sam: Croissants: dropped

Clint: Road: works ahead

Tony: BBQ sauce: on my titties

Peter: Shavacado: fre

Natasha: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead

Steve:

Steve, grumpy: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.

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