| Probability | Text |
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| 91% | No more shines, Billy. What? I said no more shines. Maybe you were here by the way. You've been away a long time. They didn't go off there, pay. I don't shine shoes anymore. Relax. Read a quick letter. What's coming to you? I'm gonna break your balls a little bit. That's all. I'm only kidding with you. Sometimes you don't sound like you're kidding. You know, there's a lot of people around. I mean, I'm only kidding with you. I'm in a party. I mean, I just came home. I haven't seen you in a long time. And I'm breaking your balls and you're right where you're getting fucking fresh. I'm sorry. I don't know. I'm gonna offend you. I'm sorry. It's okay. I'll be right back. So... I'll go home and get your fucking shine box. | ▶️ |
| 92% | There's something very important I forgot to tell you. What? Don't cross the streams. Why? It would be bad. I'm fuzzy on the whole good-bad thing. What do you mean bad? Try to imagine all life as you know it, stopping instantaneously, and every molecule in your body exploding at the speed of light. Total protonic reversal. Right, that's bad. Okay, important safety tip. Thanks, E. Garak. | ▶️ |
| 88% | You gotta make sure you don't tip that son of a bitch over and fall into the blades, you know what I mean? | ▶️ |
| 92% | You guess. Never guess. You gotta know, I mean, you gotta know what you're doing. If you guess, you're leaving yourself wide open to suggestion. And that to my mind is what's wrong with this whole country. I mean, it's going straight to hell. Everybody's open to suggestion. | ▶️ |
