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When I was a young boy, my father took me into the city, to see a marching band. Nah, but for real though, a hundred out of ten, a million, kazillion, pazillion, sextillion, baby. I would... I can't even say what I would do to you, bro.
I'm sorry, but if I ever saw you, if I ever caught you in Walmart... I'm screaming. I'm running away. There ain't no way I'm getting close to you. If you start chasing me back, I swear I'm gonna turn into a ninja. I'm gonna fight you.