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"The problem with you, is uh... It's words. Words lack the parameters to accurately describe how I feel about you. But maybe this will help. Every night, I have a recurring dream. It's you, sleeping in your bed. And it's me, with a pair of garden shears. And I tear that stupid ass nose right off your face, and I put it on top of my fireplace. And when your dumbass daddy comes over, trying to get it back, 43 trucks fall out of the sky, and land EXACTLY where he's standing, killing him instantly. One day, it'll happen.." -Gino Fratelli