"Dammit, Franky. I'm not buying you a new bike. You can sit there all day and rot in the sun, for all I care."
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...because some pictures just don't deserve a thousand.
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“Well I’ll be! Today must be my lucky day! Just last week I was saying ‘You know I don’t commit enough vehicular man-slaughter, especially involving minors.’ Wait a second, did he move?! Jackpot! Looks like papa won’t need the lotion and that tape of the all boys pee wee swimming tryouts. I’d better give Martha some money for the picture show…”
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