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But after this, no one is allowed to wimp out on any of their dares. Now, Millie, cover your food eyes. Marty doesn't want to go to jail. Rocky: Everyone else wants to call it off. Marty: Everyone else is a vagina! Marty: That's what you get when you fuck with Martini Blank! food George: [beatboxing] food Sammy, you love it, now don't you lie!/Rocky is a pimp/Clyde is a fag! Marty: Hey, you guys ever hear when Rocky and I were kicking out here? We got some poison oak on our hands. Rocky: This is a disgusting story. Marty: Anyway, so we're out here and we got some poison oak on our hands. With all the beers we were drinkin' naturally we had to take a piss. Now I don't know if you're hip, Millie, but when a guy pisses he has to hold his pisser in his hands like so. [Marty turns around to face Millie and uses both hands to hold a huge imaginary penis] Millie: Thanks, Marty. Marty: No, I'm not finished yet. Next morning when we woke up we both had totally chapped rashin' nuts! Marty: You always gotta go with the best idea you've got.
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