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Rayette: You depressed about your daddy, hon?
Bobby: No.
Rayette: I imagine it's me then, isn't it?
Bobby: Is what you?
Rayette: Are you depressed I come along?
Bobby: Who says I'm depressed?
Rayette: Is that a happy face I see?
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Bobby: You know, if you wouldn't open your mouth, everything would be just fine.
Clay Greenbush
Extended Reading
