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Moral Orel (2005 - 2008) is an animated
show on Cartoon Network's "Adult Swim" segment, which centers
around the life of Orel Puppington, a young boy who consistently
fails in his attempts to understand and abide by Protestant
Christian values.
Season 1
1.01 The Lord's Greatest
Gift
- Orel: Gee, dad, I'm sorry I goofed up. I was
just trying to be good, so you could love me more than you do
now.
- Clay: Oh, Orel. I could never love you more!
People only have a certain amount of love in them, and I'm afraid I
have to divide mine up between at least a dozen people.
- Orel: Oh.
- Clay: But remember son, I love you
enough.
- Orel: I love you enough, too, dad!
- Orel: Behave Shapey, we're going to
church!
- Shapey: Shut up!
1.02 God's
Chef
- Principal Fakey: "Number one, gold as the sun.
Number two, I have to go poo. Number three, set my sperm free."
Orel! Were you masturbating?
- Reverend Putty: Haven't you heard the handy
rhyme? "Number one, gold like God made the sun. Number two, Good
Lord help me go poo. Number three, the Devil sets my sperm
free."
- Orel: No, I never heard the Protestant
version, Reverend.
- Reverend Putty: Well, it's been bastardized
over the years.
- Orel: By who?
- Reverend Putty: Bastards, Orel. Fatherless
bastards.
1.03
Charity
(playing with religious toys; kneeling Jesus, chained Samson,
one unidentified one" Orel( engine and gun like gibberish)Ah, look
Samson crack, Hooray, mhhh , poor people smoke it, it must be good.
I'll say,(Orel voicing Jesus) hey Orel you better try some, its a
sin to waste your money.(Orel as himself) Great Idea, I'll smoke
the crack.(grabs the pipe and takes a hit)hallelujah ( eyes then
dilate) picks up Jesus)(jesus without orel voicing him) "I hope you
love it as much as i love you"( orel looks at the doll) Shut up
Jesus" (throws Jesus) "Love yay"
1.04
Waste
1.05
Omniprescence
1.06 The
Blessed Union
1.07
God-Fearing
1.08
Loyalty
1.09
Maturity
- Orel: No Shapey
- Shapey: Mine!
- Bloberta: Orel play nice with your little
brother
- Orel: Mom he was pointing the B.B. gun right
at his eye.
- Bloberta: Well you're the older one deal with
it. And for goodness sake give him his toy back. The whole
neighborhood's going to think I'm a bad mother.
- Orel: Sorry mom. Shapey be careful! Don't blow
the tigger!
- Shapey: Shut Uuuuupp!
- Clay: Orel you know the rule. Don't upset your
brother until your dad has had his first highball.
- Orel: Sorry Dad, but Shapey..!
- Clay: Is only seven. You should know
better.
- Orel: but
- Clay: No buts young man. You need to behave
more like an adult around here.
- Orel: But I'm only twelve.
- Clay: That's no excuse, why your own personal
hero Jesus was very mature at your age.
- Orel: He was?
- Clay: Of course! At age twelve he was already
proving the Jews wrong.
- Orel: Wow...
- (Shapey shoots Orel in the eye)
- Orel: Owwww!
- Clay and Bloberta: Orel!
- Clay: Excuse me family, daddy needs to powder
his bladder.
- Doughy: Gee why are we sneakin' around this
tavern Orel?
- Orel: Because Doughy I need to observe
maturity and I figure there is no more mature place than...
- (Gets cut off by two guys stumbling out of the tavern
fighting)
- Guy 1: Football!
- Guy 2: Hockey!
- Guy 1: Football!!!
- Guy 2: Hockey!!!
- Guy 1: Ahh Football!
- Guy 2: Hockey!!!
- Orel: Oh! Now's our chance!
- Doughy: Gosh Principial Fakey is kissing Nurse
Blinkless. I don't understand - isn't he married to Mrs.
Fakey?
- Orel: Don't question your elders, Doughy.
Principial Fakey is in his 50's - he must know the best. We just
don't understand yet.
- Officer Papermount: Don't get me wrong being
alone is great. It's just that I don't know what to do with my
money.
- Bartender: Oh I can think of a few things
honey.
- Officer Papermount: That's what I'm saying!
I'll give you money!
- Clay: That kid gets more action than I
do.
- Bloberta: I'm still weaning him Clay.
- Clay: Bloberta, he's seven! He should not be
using your milk to wash down his meatloaf which I pay for by
working that stinkin' dead end job.
- Bloberta: Ha ha, I'm so sick of your
complaining! Why don't you just quit your job and quit being such a
crybaby?
- Clay: Oh thanks for the sympathy. You have
never been on my side!
- Bloberta: Why would I be on the side of a self
destructive alcholic?
- Clay: I can't believe I gave you the privilege
of satisfying me every night!
- (Pours a glass of alcholic beverage)
- Orel: Yep, Maturity juice
- (Orel opens the door and turns on the light)
- Everyone: Surprise!
- Orel: Great. Another year.
- (Orel turns off the light and closes the door)
- Bloberta: Have a good day at school,
dear!
- Orel: Ehh, have a good day yourself.
- Bloberta: Hmm... Now where have I seen that
behavior before? Have a good day at work dear!
- Clay: Ehh, have a good day yourself.
- Clay: I don't know what's gotten into you
lately, young man. Our talks just don't seem to be helping.
- Orel: But Dad - I thought I was doing what you
wanted.
- Clay: Why on Earth would I ever want you to
take my precious alcholic beverages?
- Orel: Because you wanted me to be more
adult.
- Clay: Orel, drinking on a daily basis is not
the only way to be an adult.
- Orel: Well I tried not talking about my
feelings, too.
- Clay: Oh son, behaving like a grown up is many
things. First and for most it means doing things that you hate
doing.
- Orel: Like what, pop?
- Clay: Well like dealing with people who make
you unhappy, being stressed about things you have no control over,
working soul-numbing jobs.
- Orel: Ooh
- Clay: Then gradually as we endure these
hardships and accept them as normal, that's when we finally earned
the right to get drunk and be emotionally distant from our
families.
- Orel: Just like my father. I love you
dad.
- Clay: I'm hungry too. Let's go eat!
Marks Rivers - The Sad Song
"Right now is the saddest I've ever been... until now."
Sad, sad, sadder than sad,
I'm sadder with each passing moment.
I'm much sadder now than a second ago,
And sadly even sadder now still.
I look back at life twenty seconds ago,
When I first sang of my sorrow.
T'was a happier time that I'm living through now.
Which is bliss compared with what's to follow.
Sad, sad, sadder than sad,
I'm sadder with each passing moment.
I'm much sadder now than a second ago,
And sadly even sadder now still.
Once my heart was filled with gloom and despair,
But those carefree days are over.
A bottomless pit of black, hopeless dread,
Oh, but that's when I was in the clover.
Sad, sad, sadder than sad,
I'm sadder with each passing moment.
I'm much sadder now than a second ago,
And sadly even sadder now still.
I'm sad, sad, sad.
1.10 The Best Christmas
Ever
- Note: The Pilot episode was also the finale. It was
aired first, but is chronologically last.
- Orel: Dad isn't Shapey's father!
- Bloberta: I know, Orel. I know.
- Protesters: Every time you hear a bell, an
angel burns in Hell!
Season 2
2.01 God's
Image
- Clay: Son, I know it's been hard over the last
few months, what with your Mother's unreasonable demands, but I
want you to know your Mother and I have agreed to stay together,
for appearance's purposes.
- Orel: I prayed you would get back
together.
- Clay: Well, the last thing we want people to
think is that we don't care about our children. That's one fact
that's none of their business.
2.18 Love
2.04
Satan
2.07
Elemental Orel
2.05
Offensiveness
2.06 God's
Blunders
2.02
Pleasure
2.11
The Lord's Prayer
- The Puppington Family are having new neighbours the
Posubules for dinner, and they're all saying grace.
- Everyone: Our Father, who/which art...
[Everyone stops, slightly confused, then resumes]
...Hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come. Thy will be done on
Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and
forgive us our tresspasses/debts... [everyone stops again, more
conscious, and then continue cautiously forward] ...as we
forgive those who tresspass/our debtors...
- Clay: Debtors?!
- Mark Posubule: Tresspassers?!
- Both: What are you, nuts?! Get out!/Let's
go!
- Bloberta and Poppet Posubule: Well, you think
you know someone!
- Mark: Get up, kids! I can't believe you would
expose my children to this without my consent?
- Clay: Your children? What about my
kid, he's only nine!
- Orel: I'm twelve.
- Clay: You don't even know the meaning of the
Lord's Prayer!
- Mark: Forgive your debtors!
- Clay: Forgive your tresspassers!
- Mark: You owe me a bottle of wine!
- Clay: Get off my property!
2.03 Holy
Visage
2.13 Be Fruitful and
Multiply
- Rev. Putty: (praying) Lord, Putty
here. Reverend Putty, for what that's worth. I don't know
what the deal is with you, but I do and do and do for you, and all
I ask is one measly thing in return! Seriously, is a lady really
that difficult to conjure up? I mean, you make trees for a living.
And I'm saying it could be any lady! Any size, any shape, any colo—
I mean, any weight. The point is, I'm not picky. Amen.
- Orel: There's just so many ways not to be
lonely. There are family, friends, faith... Hey, those are all "F"
words. I wonder if there are other ways not to be lonely that also
start with "F".
- Rev. Putty: (after long pause) Think
of any yet?
- Orel: Nope.
- Rev. Putty: Holy Moley! You are pure pureness
in its purest form. It's almost irritating.
- Orel: I think that as long as you have at
least one of those "F" words in your life, you can't be lonely. For
you see, a lot of the problems starts when people get too greedy
and want all of the "F" words, and don't appreciate the ones that
they have. Then they're just making their live miserable...and who
ever heard of somebody actually wanting to make his life
miserable. Amen.
- Rev. Putty: Let's just cut the reverend stuff,
okay?
- Stephanie: What would you prefer? Pastor?
Minister? Brother? Rod?
- Rev. Putty: How about Father?
- Stephanie: Sounds a little too Catholic,
doesn't it?
- Rev. Putty: You're right. Better make it
Dad.
2.08
Praying
2.05
Repression
2.14
Turn the Other Cheek
Turn the Other Cheek (Original)
You’ve got to turn the other cheek; turn the other cheek.
Show the world how strong you are by simply acting weak.
Inherit all the world someday ‘cuz you will be so meek.
Show them just how meek when you turn the other cheek
Turn the Other Cheek (revised)
You’ve got to make them turn the other cheek; make them turn the
other cheek.
Any time anyone makes a fist you punch ‘em in the beak.
It just becomes a reflex ‘cuz there is no time to think.
Stop violence while reap righteous havoc on their cheek.
Then they’ll turn the other cheek; they’ll turn the other
cheek.
They’ll learn about the Bible with your whole new violent
streak.
The one-two punch that teaches them that they should keep it
meek.
They’ll be up Heaven’s Creek when they turn their other
cheek.
- Clay: (as Orel undoes his pants for a
"lesson") Forget it, save it.
- Orel: But...aren't you going to teach me a
lesson?
- Clay: No, I'm not.
- Orel: So, what does this mean, you're giving
up on me, Dad?
- Clay: Orel, a father never gives up on his
son, because then he's not really a father; and if I'm not a
father, all I really am is a husband, and that's practically
worthless.
- Orel: Uh-huh.
- Clay: Also, you did follow my advice, kiddo,
so punishing you would be an admission of wrongness on my part, and
believe you me, that ain't gonna happen.
- Orel: So why did we even come in here?
- Clay: Well, we had to cast what's called a
smoke-screen.
- Orel: A smoke-screen?
- Clay: Yes, it's a valuable tool I use in order
to give your mother the illusion that I'm actually doing my job as
your father.
- Orel: Neat! You're the best, Dad. I love
you.
- Clay: Sure do. Well, we got about one more
minute in here. (Orel and Clay just stand and sit there for
just over a minute while the credits roll)
2.15
Geniusus
2.17
Courtship
2.09 School
Pageant
Intro Song:
Einstein, Darwin, Edison, Alexander Graham Bell
Are all smarty pantses but the chance is they all burn in
hell
Yes they're the devil's clientele
So...
Think with your heart put a mortar board on your aorta
Think with your heart and come graduate unto the lord-a
Think with your heart Jesus wouldn't ask for anything lesser
Think only with your heart he's our sweet saviour not our
college professor
Think only with your heart
2.16
Presents for God
2.20 Orel's Movie
Premiere
2.12
Nature (Part 1)
- Clay has finished spanking Orel
- Clay: I hope that's taught you a lesson,
son.
- Orel: It sure has! I'm never gonna do
that, with those, in there, for that
long, ever again!
- On a Father/Son hunting trip, Clay has been drinking
constantly, becoming more drunk as the day progresses, much to
Orel's discomfort.
- Clay: He-Hey they just keep on comin'!
- Orel: W-W-What're you doing!?
- Clay: Why, I'm gonna shoot that rabbit of
course!
- Orel: Dad, that's not a rabbit- it's someone's
hunting dog!
- Clay: Orel, hunting dogs are just... nature's
rabbits. (Shoots the dog)
- Later on in the hunting trip..
- Clay: (After a large swig of alcohol)
You know your problem. Orel? Your cup is always half empty. You
need to be more like your old man and look at the blight side of
things.
- Orel: You mean bright?
- Clay: I didn't say bright, I said
blight. "My life is sunny and blight". Bright means the
opposite, it means sudden withering death, and...(Suddenly
despondant)...Oh, who am I kidding? My life is full
of bright.
- Orel: You mean blight?
- Clay: Oh God...
- Orel: What's the matter?
- Clay: ...I hate myself...
- Orel's eyes tear up as Clay looks at the bottle he's
holding.
- Clay: (Screaming) Why did you quit
working on me?! She always fools me, Orel. "I'll make
things better dear. Here, put me inside you, I'm great!" And then
she chokes me just like every other whore out there! They're all
worthless, kid. Every woman. Don't let 'em get ya. All of 'em wanna
get ya. They just grab you and pull you into them! And then you're
forced to stay in and pull out and stay in and pull out! And then
they've got ya by the part where it counts. And then they start
squeezing things out! Things that are like weights around your
head! You sit there for the rest of your life, with nowhere
to go and noone to be!!! AAAAHHHH!!! AAAAHHHH!!!
AAAAHHHH!!!
- Orel, terrifying at this rant, accidentally discharges his
gun.
- Orel: Dad!
2.19
Nature (Part 2)
- Clay: You have done nothing but whine and
complain like a lady in a flowery skirt and attractive high heels
about my drinking since we got here!
- Orel: (Half crying) It's because you
become a bad person when you drink!
- Orel: "I hate you."
- Clay: (utterly flippant) "Hate away,
sister. Hate away."
- Orel: Mom, why did you marry Dad?
- Bloberta: Why? Well, men have to marry women.
Otherwise if men married men and women married women, we'd all give
birth to nothing but fairysexuals.
- Orel: But why did you marry
Dad?
- Bloberta: Oh, well...why not?
- Orel: Well, it's just that, when he drinks, he
changes...
- Bloberta: Oh, he doesn't change,
Orel. That's just his true nature coming out. (Leaves the
room)
- Orel: Huh. "Nature"...
Season 3
3.01 Numb
- After trying to get Shapey back from the Posabule family,
Bloberta has ended up with both Shapey and Block, who bond
quickly.
- Shapey and Block: Mine!
- Shapey: Cake?
- Block: Cake!
- Shapey: Yummy?
- Block: Yummy!
- Shapey: Mine?
- Both: Mine! [They laugh
happilly]
3.02
Grounded
- Orel: I'm a Church!
- Clay has finished spanking Orel, causing Orel to forget his
enlightenment.
- Clay: I hope that's taught you a lesson,
son.
- Orel: It sure has! I'm never gonna do that
[Shocking his heart], with those [Defibrillator
pads], in there [The Hospital], for that
long, ever again!
- Dr. Potterswheel is using a defibrillator on Orel and has
shocked him for the 9th time
- Potterswheel: Is this even on? [licks his
finger, and touches a defibrillator pad, which shocks him] Oh,
oh, yep, yep, it's ready.
- Orel opens his eyes after dying for the thrid
time:
- Nurse Bendy: : Well, at least his eyes are
alive.
- During a rapid fire montage during Orel's third near-death
experience:
- Orel: I don't think I need a building to tell
me what to do. (Played Backwards)
3.03
Innocence
3.04
Alone
- Miss Censordoll: No, Mother, I am not
"Holier-than-thou". But I am Holier than
you.
- Nurse Bendy: Firstly, we must all pray for
grace! Dear Lord in Godland, bless this mess of delicious food and
thank you kindly for keeping our joyous family together under this
one love-filled roof! We all need people who aren't mean to me or
that don't act like they care about doing dirty, awful things to
you. [becoming more despondent with each sentence] We need
family because they care that I'm a real person who has thoughts of
sadness, sometimes, along with happy thoughts or scared or
aloneness thoughts. I feel thoughts of emotions and I need people
to know that. So, thank you for keeping this family in good...
shape. [suddenly cheerful again] The end for now, while we
eat, signed, my family. [wipes a tear from her eye] Wow.
My eye is really sweating up a storm here.
3.05
Trigger
3.06 Dumb
3.07 Help
3.08
Passing
- Angela: Only God could explain why you stayed
here with me, and your brothers and sisters didn't. It must have
been all that praying I did during the pregnancy with you. Do you
know I didn't even smoke? Imagine being that preoccupied that you
forget to even light up a cigarette every once in a while. My
stomach was tied in such knots, and...I was so steeped in all my
prayers that I couldn't even force down a highball. I mean, if it
wasn't for food, I would've wasted away to nothing; and of course,
through everything that was going on through my mind, I never had
time to horseback ride or go on a roller coaster. And that
trampoline out back, that practically went to waste. With all that
lack of exercise, it's a wonder you were ever born at all.
3.09
Closeface
Closeface
There's a blurry girl at the end of my nose
Her name is Closeface
And when she backs away, I don't know where she goes
That crazy Closeface
She's really different, but she's kind of like you
But her eyes are bigger and there's not always two
If it ever was not Closeface, I would be so scared
There's a dirty girl and she whispers to me.
Closeface, where is that Closeface
I don't know how much she weighs, but she's as big as I can
see
Closeface, got to be Closeface
I think she thinks that I'm a perfect match
Cause I'm just her type when we are attached
And when she backs away, you are always right there
- Orel is trying to find a date to the Arms-Length
Dance
- Orel: Please, Lord, who should I ask to the
dance?
- Block enters the room and starts annoying Orel.
- Orel: Knock it off Shapey- I mean Block-
[Gasps] Christina! She'd be perfect! But, I'm not supposed
to like her, because she's different. Unless, you don't mind, Lord?
Please give me a sign, would you mind if I asked her?
- Block: No!
- Orel: Wow! Of all the things he could have
said!
- Putty: Hiya, kiddo.
- Stephanie: Dad! Hey. Shouldn't you be in there
thwarting sexual encounters?
- Putty: Nah, I'm tired of being that guy.
- Stephanie: Good. I wouldn't want you to do to
Orel what you did to us.
- Putty: Us? Us who?
- Stephanie: You know, me and my date, all those
years ago?
- Putty: Well, I don't remember. It musn't have
been anything too shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
- Stephanie: Sounds like you got a leak there,
Reverend.
- Putty: You!
- Stephanie: Ah, you remember! Well don't worry,
nothing came of it. I just hope Orel has better luck with love than
I do.
- Putty: Are you kidding? You can't compare you
and her to Orel and his little Orellette.
- Stephanie: Why, because we're two girls, and
Tolerance is only a pretend theme?
- Putty: No. Because she didn't care for
you.
- Stephanie: ...wow. You remember it better than
I do.
- Putty: Yeah, I remember. When you've had my
track record with love that stuff hits you like a ton of bricks.
But, if you keep playing that song, we might both get lucky.
3.10
Sundays
3.11
Sacrifice
- Clay: Well well well, Dr. Quentin Xavier
Potterswheel!
- Potterswheel: Clay.
- Clay: Hey Doc, we were just talking about
ex-wives.
- Potterswheel: Uh, I'm a widower.
- Clay: Oh right, right. Must be nice to lose a
wife to sickness and death instead of her just plain ol' getting
sick of you.
- Potterswheel: No... Not so nice, especially
when you're a doctor.
- Clay: She just loved those painkillers!
Probably didn't even realize she was infected, right Doc?
- Potterswheel: She was... quite comfortable
when she passed.
- Clay: "Numb", some call it! Now, me and Jesus,
we like to feel the pain. Tell me, doc. Did some of those
painkillers protect her against you?
- Potterswheel: What does that mean?
- Clay: You know. The pain. Of you. Day in, day
out, being there. With that face. Not knowing what to say. Not
caring anymore. Not even knowing that you'll probably only care
about her when it's finally too late. Forgetting about all those
desperate- those desperate years you spent alone, your barren years
when no woman would even consider resting her tired head on your
shaky little shoulder. Stinking of belly semen. Why even wipe? And
when you finally get one of these-- hum-buh-da-daa!-- coveted
pieces of tail that have been built up as the grand trophy in your
nothing life, you try desperately to keep it. Not to protect it!
But to hoard it. To keep it away from the other wolves and jackals
circling your territory! And you realize, all too soon, that you're
not good enough! That maybe there was a jerk-off called Darwin
after all. And that you never acknowledged his existence because
you knew deep inside that you were really what you feared you
were-- weak. And passive. And ultimately, broken by the ones who
were made the fittest. And that through your weaknesses, you built
up a poison that poisoned others around you. That you love. And the
only true justice was to let those dominant jackals feed on you.
Survive off you.
- Shapey: Mommy?
- Bloberta: Not now, Shapey. No milk.
- Shapey: When I'm thirsty, it feels how I feel
when I'm alone.
3.12
Nesting
- Orel is helping Miss Censordall campaign against Clay for
Mayor.
- Clay: [Angry] Orel...
- Orel: [Indifferent] I know, meet you
in your study.
- Orel continues to give out fliers. Later, Orel is standing
stoicly in Clay's study.
- Clay: [Awkward] So, uh...how
are...things...Orel?
- Orel: I think we should get right to the
lecture and punishment because I have a lot to do.
- Clay: Woah! Mister Busy!
- Orel: You had six months to talk.
- Clay: [Angry] The last six months
were not filled with you helping a mad woman campaign against me
and my job!
- Orel: You don't even like your job.
- Clay: Like? Like? No-one
likes their job! Have you ever listened to anything I've
ever said in here? Did all these dead animal heads absorb my words
before they reached your delicate little ears?
- Orel: Can I go now?
- Clay: You know that thing you do with your
hands and mouth and throat and stomach? That thing called "eating"?
Well say goodbye to that thing forever if I lose my position in
this town because of you!
- Orel: I will.
- Clay: Okay! ...you can go.
- Clay: Reverend Moderator, citizens of
Moralton, friends, I have been criticized quite intensely for the
outlawing of our little gooey breakfast buddies. I have been called
a calloused hunter by my esteemed opponent. Does hunting and death
really pose such a horrible threat to this town? Death, dear
friends, is the best thing ever! Death is the beginning of our
everlasting life. The only eggs I smash are the eggs of filth, the
inhuman eggs that squeeze with vile evil, through the tantalizingly
moist passage of feminine foul temptation, [is now becoming
more and more lustful] protruding from our mother, bit by bit,
with wrongful, erotic succulence. Completely enveloped by that
soiled, evil, maternal opening.
3.13
Honor
- Orel: [seeing picture of Clay and
Daniel] Coach, you like my dad the way my mom likes my dad,
don't you?
- Daniel: Your mom likes your dad?
- Orel: It's no use. You can't show me what
there is to honor my father about 'cause there's nothing honorable
about him.
- Daniel: Orel, somehow in his own blundering
way, your father made you, and that's honorable.
- Clay: (to Shapey and Block singing "Silent
Night") Can it!
- Putty: Today's Christmas sermon is about
family. What is family? Well, a lot of times, family is just a
bunch of people who are forced to be together just because they
came out of each other, but every so often...a miracle happens. A
loving family, just like that—out of nowhere. Now, what causes
this? A belief in God, a strong moral structure, blind luck? Who
knows? Who cares? Ah, you're not gonna get any answers out of me.
I'm just a puppet for the Big Guy. I don't write this stuff. The
end. I mean, Amen. Nah, who am I kidding? The end.
Lost
Commandments
11 Thou shalt be ashamed of thy natural anatomy.
12 Thou shalt only have sex face-to-face, man on top.
13 Thou shalt not bastardize the American language.
14 Thou shalt always clean thy plate and not waste anything,
whether thy stomach is full or not.
18 Thou shalt be loyal to all thy friends at the same time.
19 Thou shall not masturbate.
21 Get it right!
29 Everything's fine.
38 Thou shalt never hold a gun without anyone to shoot at.
63 Thou shalt never forget thy loaded a gun when thou has an
innocent child in the house.
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