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Something like...
Him: "Why are you holding up a coffee can?"
Me: "Why are you revving your 4 banger?"
Him: "Because I'm about to smoke you."
Me: "Go for it there's a speedtrap up ahead."
Him: "You want to race somewhere?"
Me: "Do you realize I'm driving a minivan full of groceries?"
Him: "You scared?"
Me: "Terrified."
Him: "Pussy."
Me: "Sure pull over up ahead and I'll race you."
Him: "Nevermind."
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I wear my scars like rings on a pimp.
Rest in piece little one...
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