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But my crew gave me the Grimace shake and I fit

Yes. Peter, we hear you're a N***er now.

It's Nate Griffin!

So I've decided to share it with my brothers!

God, I remember that. All those seals died.

Urgh! Look at how fat you are.

Yes. Peter, we hear you're a Negro now.

I gotta say, the man in this book does look an awful lot like you.

Well, I should probably be saddlin' up now.

Gentlemen, please. Please. Judge me not by the colour of my skin.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

Cleveland, you got a minute? I really need to talk to you.

- Hey, can we sit there? - No, these are saved.

I gotta tell Bonnie I'm sleeping with a black man!

And don't call me Peter. That's my slave name. Call me Kichwa Tembo.

Chris starts with all this "Yo, yo, yo" stuff, and I don't know what he's talkin' about.

He doesn't look very black to me.

it's like Raskolnikov filibustered dioxin monohydroxanate.

That's enough of that. There's a hunting knife under your seats. On my command... Argh!

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have found a way to convert our entire population to pure energy.

I don't wanna go on a rant here, but America's foreign policy makes about as much sense