How'd you know the trash would be spilled? How can I say this, Jai? You're not the most meticulous of people.
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The authors of Hooters play on our incessant need for fat and man's incessant need to be in the proximity of augmented breasts. It's like Henry V ran a fast food franchise. It's a good place, Dr. Fletcher. Right.
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He's very weak.
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Hey. Can I help you? What? This is the one. He's really funny. He does these weekly videos.
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Jai, what health-conscious fast food purveyor did you originally solicit to buy these chicken wings you've so lovingly reheated in a minor suicidal gesture? Hooters. And you can't just throw them out, Dr. Fletcher. Oh, this is wrong on so many levels. We finished about 3:15, so look around 3:18. You're getting a little soft around the middle, Jai.
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- Oh, my God! - Anybody want this?
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This guy isn't very neat, is he? He walked right through the trash. No, Jai. Any normal person would have walked around it. That was an act.
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And how you and Patricia, the other undesirable identity, became aligned?
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Dr. Fletcher.
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Now, it's open.
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That's okay.
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He's a fantasy.
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Do you still have strong beliefs?
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He doesn't even know I stole it. Pretty cool, right?
