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Aren't mafias supposed to be... well... scary?
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Dammit, I didn't feel like stooping to take the picture, okay?
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"On district? What's that mean?"
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What the Slackmaster had to do before the miracle of internet porn.
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The attack of Chemo-boy, or, why to never let your friends cut your hair.
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No thoolshed? No problem!
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Some people are just plain obsessed....
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"Cincinatti chile? What the shizzle?"
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And you thought Gaylord was scary? Okay, okay, nobody thought Gaylord was scary.
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Watch out Sterling, the Laughing Man is here!
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The gangsters are here. Cue mafia muzak.
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Speaking of Sterling....
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"Oooh! A job where I can get PAID to break shit! Where do I sign up?"
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Imagine waking up to this in the morning. At least he's been declawed now.
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"Wha the horizon sho is waid heuh. Fo Shizzle. Do any of these twains go to the Clinchfield?"
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If there's ever been a reason for pants in summer, it's legs that white.
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Yeah, sure. I was there, but were you? Or were you busy being whipped again?
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On the hunt for the great Burwash, a legendary creature that has never been spotted by man.
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He couldn't handle flagging grade crossings, so he moved onto the school district.
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