You pick it up.
No, you pick it up.
I ain't touching it.
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No, you pick it up.
I ain't touching it.
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No, you pick it up.
I ain't touching it.
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No, you pick it up.
I ain't touching it.
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No, you pick it up.
I ain't touching it.
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No, you pick it up.
I ain't touching it.
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No, you pick it up.
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LMAO,,,,ROF
Ole said, "I haven't got da finkers."
"vhat do you mean, you hafen't got da fingers?" he said. "Lord-it's 2006! ve's got microsurgery and all kinds of incredible techniques . I could hafe put dem back on and made you like new! vhy didn't you brink da finkers?"
To vhich Ole says........"How da fock vas I suppose to pick dem up
"I ain't touching it."
Too bad they didn't have a police dog with them.