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A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
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A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in — S.A. Stovall, Vice City
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A cult? Jesus Christ. No wonder Anita is worried about her children. They’re like turkeys—they might drown themselves in the rain if you don’t watch ’em close enough.

— S.A. Stovall, Vice City
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