These are the rules, mio amico.
How was he able to speak when I threw him into the spaghetti death pit months ago? If ate his way out I may consider taking him back ...for his talent.
You just want to see me all wet and delicious again, don’t you? Grrrrrrrr.
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I know, right? I’m sick and tired of being treated like a piece of meat. Hey, wait a second, I’m not sick and tired of it; I absolutely love it! What the heck was I saying?
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Ok, but don’t peek. Turn around; I can’t do this while you’re watching.
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I’m calling the police. Grrrrrrrrr.
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