Oh, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Alphonse.
What. Am. I. Going. To. Do. With. You?
Alphonse. Alphonse. Alphonse. Alphonse.
You left me so sore. And wanting -- sweet child, that is just not right to do to a man! Maybe I should break your jaw, this time. Sprinkle a bit of salt into the wounds
And
you...! Two-bit vigilantes just out of their diapers can
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