| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 82% | Sorry darling, I couldn't help laughing. | ▶️ |
| 89% | I'm a forest gnome with glass, couldn't take that stuff off my ass, letting out some gas, burning hole in my pants, totally no breath damn plants, got boobs in my own, spinning washes I grown, I use a lot of methadone, watch a lot of cartoons, one of your bitches are scooby-doo, I haven't got a clue, sniff a lot of glue, cock a doodle doo, I'm cuckoo, glue over your nest, don't call me second best, then I'll have to protest, get undressed like the rest, incest. | ▶️ |
| 80% | I couldn't even watch anymore | ▶️ |
| 83% | I couldn't hear him. | ▶️ |
| 86% | If by any chance you would make a mistake to try to come in and take any one of us, we will not let you. You will die. You will have to take anybody who is all about their bodies. Love is your only weapon. Shit! Love, shit! Martin Luther King died with love! And if they die, talk to them about something you couldn't even understand. Some kind of generalized love. And you never even backed it up! We knocked down all the shit! Love is your only weapon. We're charged after fights. I got a hell of a lot of weapons to fight. I got my own! | ▶️ |
| 81% | I couldn't show that. | ▶️ |
