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Did she knit the pig a fucking sweater?
Not that I remember.
Well, I did! And the damn pig hates it. You know what?
Get the hell out both of you
You think you're kicking us out
Yeah
Oh no you're not, you're leaving
The hell you are I'm throwing you out
How dare you kick me out
I'm a guest
Who's overstayed their welcome
And I'm taking the sweater
Despite these boring-ass colors
No, I'm taking the sweater
Because it's mine
Neither one of you appreciates what I have done
What you've done is caused
This whole shit show
Bryce, I don't even know why you're here
You asked for my help, you ungrateful little tart
Ungrateful tart?
If the shoes fits
I know your plan was to convince Hunter
To hate on the sweater
So you could get your hands on it
He got a rash
Don't trash talk my rash
It was hot
It was itchy
You couldn't wait to get it off
Like the stink from a skunk
That's enough give it back
No way it's my sweater
I'm keeping it
Or maybe I'll sell it
Give it to me
I'll wear it, I promise
No matter how much it itches
You had your chance Hunter
But you screwed that up
I can learn to love it
I'm keeping the damn sweater
Till I find someone who appreciates it
It's mine all mine
She gave it to me first
Let go
Charlotte
Let go
No way
I'm taking it back I made it
You gave it to me
It's mine
Mine
Mine
Mine
Mine
Mine
Give me my God damn Norwegian sweater
Now
Uh oh