I know you think she's not cheating on me. But what about the possibility of her knowing that I'm following her to Pilates class, and on the days when it's not Pilates class, that's when she has all the free time to ride random dick.
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Where are you guys? Are you fucking kidding me? He built a replica of your bedroom in his basement? Good night, gentlemen.
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Thank you. All right, good advice.
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Callahan. Where are you, buddy?
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- I hope he's okay. - Yeah, me too.
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Probably in the men's room.
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Holy shit!
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He left a message. Um, oh, yeah. Go fuck yourselves. Okay, look. $1,000. All right? Easy money. Jerry won't even know that you sold him out. I got a better idea. Why don't you go back to the little Best Western that you're staying in and jerk each other off in the nude? Why do you keep taking this conversation into a sexual direction? Listen, Dave. $1,500. Don't be an idiot. Not a chance, you dick-sucking homophobes. - Hey! - What?
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I don't wanna be it anymore. I don't wanna be it. Hoagie, it's on you, bud. Now, what the fuck? Wait. I'm confused. What just happened in there? Well, Jerry woke up early, got some grounds crew to go out in the woods, build some snares and a swinging log trap, and, uh, wear matching outfits to act as decoys.
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No, don't start hitting. God. No, no, you're it. I don't know who is it.