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Norm, What is in the bottle
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Bring out your dead
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A little Chilly Al?
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Gloomi lines up for the first swing
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Clear the Ranges
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Three...I mean five...no FOUR!
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Bet they can't hit us from there?
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Oh! Darn another one in the woods.
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Don't worry Bob I will be right behind you
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Al recovers from a night of partying
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Or is he just following Joe's tapes and meditating
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Scary, I hope the lens didn't crack
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