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Keep Breakfast on Pluto (2005) On Your Home Screen

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And no matter how much you tell him... he simply won't stay down. But drab old housecoats... and tea colored stockings  might well have kept him down... if it wasn't for that pesky spot of grease. Oh, this is powerful altogether. I would do jail for another rasher.  Do you know that, Eily?

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And no matter how much you tell him... he simply won't stay down. But drab old housecoats... and tea colored stockings  might well have kept him down... if it wasn't for that pesky spot of grease. Oh, this is powerful altogether. I would do jail for another rasher.  Do you know that, Eily?

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Play And no matter how much you tell him... he simply won't stay down. But drab old housecoats... and tea colored stockings  might well have kept him down... if it wasn't for that pesky spot of grease. Oh, this is powerful altogether. I would do jail for another rasher.  Do you know that, Eily?

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Play Well, fuck me pink with a hairy arse!

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My skirt and housecoat are riding up. Better abort this task at once... or we could have an exploding clergyman  filling the air with pent up sexual energy. Oh, no! - Priest grows wings in latest miracle.  - Eily! "When she found herself enveloped  by his skirts. " Now, Father, is this another joke? That hurt, Father. Frank Sinatra wouldn't do this, Father.  Neither would Vic Damone. I'm all wet, Father. What are you doing down there, Father? Are you playing squidgy  with my Fairy Liquid? But...

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My skirt and housecoat are riding up. Better abort this task at once... or we could have an exploding clergyman  filling the air with pent up sexual energy. Oh, no! - Priest grows wings in latest miracle.  - Eily! "When she found herself enveloped  by his skirts. " Now, Father, is this another joke? That hurt, Father. Frank Sinatra wouldn't do this, Father.  Neither would Vic Damone. I'm all wet, Father. What are you doing down there, Father? Are you playing squidgy  with my Fairy Liquid? But...

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Play My skirt and housecoat are riding up. Better abort this task at once... or we could have an exploding clergyman  filling the air with pent up sexual energy. Oh, no! - Priest grows wings in latest miracle.  - Eily! "When she found herself enveloped  by his skirts. " Now, Father, is this another joke? That hurt, Father. Frank Sinatra wouldn't do this, Father.  Neither would Vic Damone. I'm all wet, Father. What are you doing down there, Father? Are you playing squidgy  with my Fairy Liquid? But...

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- What do you see, bro?  - Sausages. No stars? Stars and sausages.

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- What do you see, bro?  - Sausages. No stars? Stars and sausages.

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Play - What do you see, bro?  - Sausages. No stars? Stars and sausages.

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I'm all wet, Father. What are you doing down there, Father? Are you playing squidgy  with my Fairy Liquid? But she was soon to realize... it wasn't Fairy Liquid  he'd been playing with down there. The end. No... it wasn't Fairy Liquid at all. "... privates go sprong. " "Privates go... " How dare you? When I said,  "develop your literary skills"... I did not, repeat, not, mean this. Why did you write it? I thought there was a moral, sir.  A lesson, if you will.

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I'm all wet, Father. What are you doing down there, Father? Are you playing squidgy  with my Fairy Liquid? But she was soon to realize... it wasn't Fairy Liquid  he'd been playing with down there. The end. No... it wasn't Fairy Liquid at all. "... privates go sprong. " "Privates go... " How dare you? When I said,  "develop your literary skills"... I did not, repeat, not, mean this. Why did you write it? I thought there was a moral, sir.  A lesson, if you will.

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Play I'm all wet, Father. What are you doing down there, Father? Are you playing squidgy  with my Fairy Liquid? But she was soon to realize... it wasn't Fairy Liquid  he'd been playing with down there. The end. No... it wasn't Fairy Liquid at all. "... privates go sprong. " "Privates go... " How dare you? When I said,  "develop your literary skills"... I did not, repeat, not, mean this. Why did you write it? I thought there was a moral, sir.  A lesson, if you will.

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After Saint Cettin. He or she was an acolyte of Patrick,  Saint Patrick. So you have somewhere to stay, then? Mammy threw me out, I'm afraid. Well, I could always put you up in the van. - It's not much, but I could.  - Mr. Hatchett!

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After Saint Cettin. He or she was an acolyte of Patrick,  Saint Patrick. So you have somewhere to stay, then? Mammy threw me out, I'm afraid. Well, I could always put you up in the van. - It's not much, but I could.  - Mr. Hatchett!

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Play After Saint Cettin. He or she was an acolyte of Patrick,  Saint Patrick. So you have somewhere to stay, then? Mammy threw me out, I'm afraid. Well, I could always put you up in the van. - It's not much, but I could.  - Mr. Hatchett!

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Yes, surface. I see four green fields,  Brits in one of them. - Not for fucking long.  - Hey, no politics, man. Border Knights don't allow them. Jams the astral highway. So why do you call yourselves  the Border Knights? Because the only border that matters... is the one between what's in front... and what you've left behind. When I ride my hog,  you think I'm riding the road? No way, man. I'm traveling from the past into the future  with a druid at my back. - Druid man or druid woman?  -...

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Yes, surface. I see four green fields,  Brits in one of them. - Not for fucking long.  - Hey, no politics, man. Border Knights don't allow them. Jams the astral highway. So why do you call yourselves  the Border Knights? Because the only border that matters... is the one between what's in front... and what you've left behind. When I ride my hog,  you think I'm riding the road? No way, man. I'm traveling from the past into the future  with a druid at my back. - Druid man or druid woman?  -...

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Play Yes, surface. I see four green fields,  Brits in one of them. - Not for fucking long.  - Hey, no politics, man. Border Knights don't allow them. Jams the astral highway. So why do you call yourselves  the Border Knights? Because the only border that matters... is the one between what's in front... and what you've left behind. When I ride my hog,  you think I'm riding the road? No way, man. I'm traveling from the past into the future  with a druid at my back. - Druid man or druid woman?  -...

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If I volunteer, Irwin,  could I have pink glasses, please? Can't you take anything serious? Oh, serious, serious, serious. You might have to soon enough.

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If I volunteer, Irwin,  could I have pink glasses, please? Can't you take anything serious? Oh, serious, serious, serious. You might have to soon enough.

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Play If I volunteer, Irwin,  could I have pink glasses, please? Can't you take anything serious? Oh, serious, serious, serious. You might have to soon enough.

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I know you were only joking  about the roses... and sweets, too, probably. But it was nice while it lasted.

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I know you were only joking  about the roses... and sweets, too, probably. But it was nice while it lasted.

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Play I know you were only joking  about the roses... and sweets, too, probably. But it was nice while it lasted.

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Don't you know what this means? Do you know  what these guys are like, Paddy? - Don't let this come between us, Billy.  - Shut up! Jesus, what the fuck am I gonna do? - Fucking Jesus!  - Tell them I was spring cleaning, darling. Where are they, Paddy?  Tell me, where are they? Now, what is this you mean, my darling? The guns, you little fucking whore,  where are they? The guns! It's all too fucking serious!  Don't go fucking me around. Oh, all of a sudden  everybody's getting serious....

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Don't you know what this means? Do you know  what these guys are like, Paddy? - Don't let this come between us, Billy.  - Shut up! Jesus, what the fuck am I gonna do? - Fucking Jesus!  - Tell them I was spring cleaning, darling. Where are they, Paddy?  Tell me, where are they? Now, what is this you mean, my darling? The guns, you little fucking whore,  where are they? The guns! It's all too fucking serious!  Don't go fucking me around. Oh, all of a sudden  everybody's getting serious....

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Play Don't you know what this means? Do you know  what these guys are like, Paddy? - Don't let this come between us, Billy.  - Shut up! Jesus, what the fuck am I gonna do? - Fucking Jesus!  - Tell them I was spring cleaning, darling. Where are they, Paddy?  Tell me, where are they? Now, what is this you mean, my darling? The guns, you little fucking whore,  where are they? The guns! It's all too fucking serious!  Don't go fucking me around. Oh, all of a sudden  everybody's getting serious....