Rafael: Ms. Banks, I had a dream that you had a giant pimple on your nose, and every time you tell a lie, it gets bigger and bigger until it explodes.
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Ms. Banks: If you are crawling on that floor like little aliens, you had better really think about what kind of mood that puts me in!!! Trust me...you NEED to stop!!!
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