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Pariah |
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Hutch: "That's a great breakfast." Starsky: "It's the all-American breakfast. Just for the autopsy record, what do you mash up in there every morning?" Hutch: "Goat's milk, a little black strap molasses, sea kelp, lecithin,a little desicated liver, and of course, a good sprinkling of your trace elements and viatmins." Starsky: "Of course." |
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Starsky: "'Sides, if throwing me to the wolves is what it takes, let them do it. I don't go down so easy." |
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Starsky: "...Tempus Fugit." Hutch: "What?" Starsky: "Time flies." |
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Click on the Zebras to go to page two of "Pariah" |
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Click on the Torino to go back to the Zebra3BLT homepage! |
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