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Yeah, Empire, Fight Club, Sixth Sense, but for comedy I gotta go with Monty Python and the Holy Grail when they go to the castle where the Grail is supposed to be, and whadda ya know, those damn Frenchies are there waving their private parts at you.
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"This ain't no Ice Cream Social!"
"Hey Grif, Chupathingy...how bout that? I like it...got a ring to it."
"I have no earthly idea what it is I just saw, or what this place is, or where in the hell O'Malley is! My only choice is to blame Grif for coming up with such a flawed plan. Stupid, stupid Grif."
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