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 | Celeste, God has spoken to me about your drug problem. If you want to stay out of jail, well, we'll see you on Sunday. | |
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| Well, hell, you drink and drive.. I've seen you weaving down the street after Mass. | |
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| Kirby, the Lord informs me that you and your horse have more than just a 'special' bond. If you want to stay out of jail, well, we'll see you on Sunday. | |
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| People talk about where you put yer sidewinder, Padre. At least Trigger don't flapjaw 'bout it. | |
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| O Great Invisible Lord, thanks for the coaching, It seems to be paying off. We ought to break all the old records for attendance this coming Sunday. | |
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| I'm sending some reporters to do a cover story about your revitalized congregation, so you might not want to wear a dress under those robes that day. You know how papparazzi eats that up. | |
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