It smells up here on the block.

It smells like cheap perfume and a dirty whore.

You can do this, Sam.

Kill the Harlot.

Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out, Harlet.

Big Brother gossip.

Cockadoodle-doo, Mama.

I trust you.

I trust Casey. I think I trust you. I trust Casey. I think I trust Angela, but I tell you what, I don't trust the Harley. So I'm gonna go mop this here floor and think of ways to sweat her throat while she sleeps.

If you put up Haley, I'll quit smoking right now.

You can save my life if you rid yourself of the harlot.

Don't you want me to stop smoking?

Come on, Fessie, Pinky promise me now. Get that trollop up and out of this house. She's using you. I'm thankful for crickets. I'm thankful for friendship bracelets made out of belly button lint. I'm thankful the harlot will be going home soon. Big Brother gossip. Look, I built

a dream catcher and saved another bumblebee. Now, can you pass me those tampons over there?

Once I attach them to this here milk carton, I'll have the most impressive reindeer head you've ever seen.

I can't believe somebody broke my dream catcher. I guess I'll have to find more twigs and make another one.

If they killed my bumblebees and crickets we're gonna have a problem has anybody seen my

dryer lint collection I'm as mad as a three-legged dog trying to bury a turd on an

ice and paw is anyone listening to me or am I just crazy?

Don't mind me, I'm hiding in a closet for no reason whatsoever.

I didn't hear anyone make fun of me, but you tell me right now who's making fun of me.

If you don't start making fun of me, I'm gonna start making fun of me.

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