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Pig: Hey, Rat... that little bookie baby of yours is at the door. He says you owe him two grand on the Philly game. Rat: Who cares? He's a baby. What's he gonna do about it? Baby: Waaaaa. Pig: My, you paid him fast. Rat: Babies can be so @#*@ ruthless.
Makes me wonder why people actually want those things.