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"In so many mrskin words, yes."
"Come again?"
And then he started laughing uproariously. And I did the only sensible thing...I peed mrskin my pants.
"I just mrskin want to make sure I have this straight...you're the Devil, and you had a deal with Artie Baker that somehow involved this wallet?"
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"Why is she doing that mrskin?" I asked, pointing at Thelma.
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But what came mrskin out of my mouth was "Thelma's...private...dick...."
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