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Wait, wait, wait. Whoa. Hold on. I'll tell you. We're gonna split up the week, OK? You take lymphoma and tuberculosis- You take tuberculosis. My smoking doesn't go over at all. OK. Good. Fine. Testicular cancer should be no contest, I think. Well, technically, I have more right to be there than you. You still have your bails. You're kidding. I don't know. Am I? No. No. What do you want? I'll take the parasites. You can't have both the parasites, but why don't you take the blood parasites- I want brain parasites. I'll take the blood parasites, but I'm gonna take the organic brain dementia- I want that. You can't have the whole brain. So far you have 4. I only have 2. OK. Take both the parasites. They're yours. Now we both have 3.
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To begin tonight's communion, Chloe would like to say a few words. Oh, yeah... Chloe. Chloe looked the way Meryl Streep's skeleton would look if you made it smile and walk around the party being extra nice to everybody. Well, I'm still here, but I don't know for how long. That's as much certainty as anyone can give me. But I've got some good news. I no longer have any fear of death. But I am in a pretty lonely place. No one will have sex with me. I'm so close to the end, and all I want is to get laid for the last time. I have pornographic movies in my apartment, and lubricants and amyl nitrate. Chloe... Everyone, let's thank Chloe.
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Look, this is a bad time. I've been going to Debtors Anonymous. You wanna see some really fucked up people? I'm just on my way out. Me, too. I've got a stomach-full of Xanax. I took what was left of a bottle. It might have been too much. Just picture watching Marla Singer throw herself around her crummy apartment. But this isn't a for-real suicide thing. This is probably one of those cry-for-help things. This could go on for hours. So you're staying in tonight, then? Do you wanna wait and hear me describe death? Do you wanna listen and see if my spirit can use a phone?
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How'd you find me? You left that forwarding number. I haven't seen you in any support groups. We split them up. That was the idea, remember? Yeah, but you haven't been going to yours. How do you know? I cheated. I found a new one. Really? It's for men only. Like the testicle thing? Waaah!
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