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Ice cream, you scream, we all scream for commercialism
Juana’s mom has got it going on
The sun'll come out
Paint me like one of your fruit baskets
Veni, Vidi, Vino!
How you like them apples?
Don't spill the beans
"Mom! You're embarrassing me!"
