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T: Security at this company is a joke. Last year I came to work with my spud-gun in a duffel bag. I sat at my desk all day with a rifle that shoots potatoes at 60 pounds per square inch. Can you imagine if I was deranged?
J: Yeah, imagine

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J: Timmy?
T: Wha
J: If we were in a zombie apocalypse and I got bit, would you kill me?
T: No, I'd let you bite me so we could be dead together
J: thats fucking stupid, I'd blow your fucking head off in a heartbeat. You would not survive

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T: I have four grapefruits. Would you like one? I have but four but I will share one with you for I am kind and honest.

---- [All the single ladies] ----

W: oKay I have jobs for everyone
W: Jay, your selling raffle tickets
J: I'm your man :)
T: Dont yell at the costumer
J: I'm kinda your man
D: And smile
J: I'm a little bit your man?
R: And no smoking
J: You need another man

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W: Does anyone have any questions
T: Do you think Yogi Bear killed someone for that hat and tie? He's a bear, he can't go buy it
W: About the plan
T: oh
T: Yeah, what is it? I was too busy thinking about Yogi Bear to pay attention

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W: You're a loose cannon, Dick
D: No I'm not. A cannon, maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?
T: I think you play by your own rules
J: No way, he thinks rules were made to be broken
W: those are all attributes of a loose cannon!
D: no, I'm just reckless. Roy is a loose cannon. Yesterday he doused a chair in whiskey, threw his cigarette at it, picked it up while it was on fire and threw it off the balcony of his seventh floor apartment

---- [The Three Muskequeers] ----

R: God I loved these when I was younger, I had one named Harold
W: Roy that's a wine opener
R: I know
D: Do you wanna talk about your childhood?
R: Fuck off

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T: Now hit the showers. Take your time. Come up with other reasons why God shouldn't smite you where you stand and I'll shoot those arguments down when you come back

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J: I didn't say I'm better than you, but you're not better than me and we're not equally good so that leaves me being better than you

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T: Dickie threw his phone at me and told me to tell Wally he was abt to jump off of Wayne Enterprises cuz Wally hadn't talked to him in thirty minutes and?? Y does he have so many group chats???
J: I know, there's the one the three of us have, The Schuyler Sisters
T: Proof god is dead
J: The Three Muskequeers
J: All the single ladies
T: One with Bruce and Clark, One with Barry, Hall, and Iris (but not Wally????), also??? A locked one called No Man's Land??
T: Holy shit he has Slade saved as a contact??
T: Under the name Slady Gaga

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J: There will be no bitchin' in my fuckin' kitchen

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