[grumbling and muttering takes up the first few minutes, fading in and out]
There must be a flu--
-- not possible for there to be too much mayo on --
[more muttering and the sound of a sword being drawn]
This City has to be to blame. Nothing can get between me and mayonnaise without paying a price!
[and the rumbling of ground exploding as the
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I r'member you.
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Is this something I'm supposed to say back at you? I don't remember this voice.
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Knew me damn well yesterday. C'mon, fucker. C'mere.
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Try the white-haired man with the annoyingly natural perm. People mix us up because he stalks me.
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I hate mayo, yet --
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[and a pause as his stomach turns at the thought]
...we don't even joke about that.
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