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You've been coveting again, haven't you?
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Sure, *you're* going straight to hell, but there's still hope for your
kids.
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Give me your money or I call your dog home.
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Pray! You! Get onto my cloud!
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Go back home now! Your wife's naked and Javier just pulled into the
driveway.
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Criminy, I invented the orgasm! What else do ya want?!?
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No, I wasn't on your team's side, you wife-beating cokehead.
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Wanna see a miracle? Pull my finger!
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You realize that your dead grandma watches every time you pleasure yourself,
don't you?
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Yo, dudes, J.Lo is a false idol.
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An honor student, eh? Well *my* son rose from the dead, Chester.
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Can you hear me NOW? Good!
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That Madonna-kissing-Britney thing? My idea.
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If I'm your co-pilot, maybe you could go back and help with the meals
for the rest of this flight.
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You're going to hell! Ask me how.
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Guest hosting for God this week: Merv Griffin.
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Sacramental wine counts as "hair of the dog."
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Stop that fighting or I'll turn this planet around right now!
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My son has no middle name, let alone initial. If you're gonna blaspheme,
get it right.
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You say "vengeful." I prefer "feisty."
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Actually, on the seventh day I went to Wal-Mart.
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Change your ways. Or don't you consider telemarketers a pestilence?
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Okay, she's *not* pregnant. You owe me.
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I made you in my image -- so pull up those pants, you little punks!
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Yes, that's still a sin, spank-boy.
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Yo, Robertson, Falwell and Schuller! You bitches better have my money!
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Try our Eucharist! Now with new Cool Ranch Body-of-Christ!
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Hey, I got Limbaugh off the air for a month -- the least you can do
is worship me.
- Don't MAKE me come down there!