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How would you know what–you know what, nevermind.
Sticks and stones and puns and bones!
How would you know what–you know what, nevermind.
That’s a lot of eyes, man.
Come, it is time…to go get my groceries.
Well he’s certainly got a lot of stuff in that bag.
Can we really call either of them men? One’s nothing but bones, and the other’s coughing up pumpkins.
Yeahhh trust me, you don’t really wanna know about that gun.
Just droppin’ in SPLAT
HEALTH CODE VIOLATION
For those of you wondering, Jojo is a flan. A really gross one.
YEAAAAAHHHHH