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* Let's eat the legs.                                                        *
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* You can't, the legs are poisonous.                                         *
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* That's stupid, how can the legs be poisonous if the rest isn't?            *
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* No one knows, but they are.                                                *
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* I don't believe it.                                                        *
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* It's true.                                                                 *
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* You're just saying that so I won't want them, then you'll eat them         *
* after I've left.                                                           *
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* You're starting to sound paranoid.                                         *
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* I notice that you aren't denying that you intend to eat the legs           *
* after I leave.                                                             *
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* The legs are poisonous. I'm not ever going to eat them.                    *
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* Can you prove they're poisonous?                                           *
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* Now? Tonight?                                                              *
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* Yes, now, tonight.                                                         *
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* No, I can't. You'll just have to trust me. The legs are poisonous.         *
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* Trust you? Hah, that's rich. You must think I'm a prize idiot.             *
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* I'm not sure about the prize part.                                         *
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* Oh, very sneaky. Now you're trying to piss me off by insulting me.         *
* You think I'll leave and you'll have the legs to yourself.                 *
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* Look, you can have the fucking legs. Go ahead, eat both of 'em.            *
* After about twenty minutes you'll start feeling queasy. Then you'll        *
* begin to vomit. You'll have trouble breathing. You'll start having         *
* muscle spasms, then cramps. You'll go into convulsions. Then you'll        *
* either drown on your own vomit or die of respiratory arrest. So go         *
* right ahead, eat the fucking legs.                                         *
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* Did you seriously think that a graphic description of death by             *
* poisoning would convince me that the legs are poisonous? You must          *
* really think I'm naive.                                                    *
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* Oh Christ, I give up. Fuck it. OK, you're right, the legs aren't really    *
* poisonous, I just told you that so I'd have both of 'em for myself. Are    *
* you happy now?                                                             *
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* I knew it, I just fucking knew it, you miserable slime. I can't believe    *
* you'd try to screw me over that way.                                       *
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* Sorry.                                                                     *
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* I don't know why I put up with you.                                        *
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* Me neither.                                                                *
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* God, you're such an asshole sometimes.                                     *
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* I can't help it. I said I was sorry.                                       *
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* Oh, alright, I forgive you. It's no big thing. Here, have one of the legs. *
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* No thanks, they're poisonous.                                              *
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* Robert Chansky, smq@ucscb.ucsc.edu, robertc@sco.com,                       *
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