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Now you listen up, Mrs. "Picture Takin'" Tam.
I can have whatever sick and twisted, mentally deranged ideas about markers and their Freudian signifigance I want going on in my head.
I mean, c'mon.... I've already got so many other voices talking to me in there, what harm can there be in one more?
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I shot the sheriff... but the fucking deputy got away.
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