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Peter: Pick up your trash!
Peter: [points to a wayward cup] I wanna know whose cup this is!
Peter: [fires two shots into the ceiling] I said, I wanna know whose cup this is!
Peter: [little girl raises her hand] Pick it up! Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up! [little girl picks up the cup]
Peter: Thank you, sweetie! You see what a nicer place this is when we all pitch in?
Peter: Like Gary the No-Trash Cougar says, "Give a lobbage - throw out your garbage" [fires two more shots into the ceiling]
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Let us go then you and I
while the night is laid out against the sky
like a smear of mustard on an old pork pie.
"Nice poem Tom. I have ideas for changes though, why not come over?"
-- Ezra
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For God's sake, stop researching for a while and begin to think!
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