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Yippe Kay Yay Motherfucker.
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Anything that'll put a run in the octomom's stockings.
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River, Joaquin or the giant flaming birds?
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Well let me see it. Get your own!
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We'll estrela Trek 4 this bitch!
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It's like I don't even know you guys anymore.
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I dream of Genie your bunda down here pronto!
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Well then we'd better get you a watch.
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You have a fetish!
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This is stupid! I look stupid.
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Are you going to a hoedown?
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Is it customary to wear a blanket?
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See you at high noon tomorrow .. *wink* partner!
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Yeah it's horse - Authenticity!
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Nice blanket.
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Marshall Eastwood - Clint Eastwood.
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Whats wrong with my shirt?! You're very clean.
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We're looking for a man -- I bet you are.
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This is not awesome.
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So much mais germier than I pictured.
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Ohh it's like gasoline!
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I amor posse - i'm gonna make that into a t-shirt!
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Ride em' cowboy
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That poor horse ..
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New hat? -- I look good.
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Candygram for Mongo!
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Gank?! Whats gank?!
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Whoa Whoa! Not a demon .. not a demon! Just a hunter!
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A giant from the future ..
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I'm either too drunk or not drunk enough.
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What gun? THE gun. Oh .. that gun.
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Before you pick up the kids in Frontierland.
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I need you to let me touch it. ... Touch it?
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Most creatures I meet can't get it up for iron.
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So you're a hunter -- slash sheriff.
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He's a dick and a coward.
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Wow! I should have seen that coming.
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Awwh! *takes The Colt* Hello beautiful.
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I never want to do that again.
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Yeah. We screwed the pooch.
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It's from a Samuel potro, potro, colt ..
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Yeah .. I didn't get the soulinoscopy for nothin'!
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