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Whoa, baby! Must
be ball joints, because in my experience, pistons lack that range of movement. |
| Chicks dig it
when you're articulated. |
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Were you born
double-jointed or was it a conversion kit you bought later? |
| If I said you
had a nice body, would you give me the part numbers? |
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Did you forget
to trim the flash, or are you just glad to see me? |
| Nice legs. Build 'em yourself? |
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Baby, they don't
make them like you anymore. Okay, well, they do, yeah, but none of them are here right now, are they? |
| When I say I'm
a self-made man, I mean I didn't even read the instructions! ` Yeah, uh-huh. These readings look right to you? |
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Of all the toys
in the box, you're the one I wanna play with. |
| So, I was watching
you bench press that q-tip.... |
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Wanna go back
to my box? |
| Can you take criticism?
Cause all I want to do is take you apart. |
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Wanna come up
and see my assembly instructions? |
| Hey, girl, I'm
not like those minifigs! |
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It's not the points of articulation, it's knowing what to articulate! |
| Oh, don't pretend
you lost your head over me. That's such a cliche! |
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Want to trade
accessories? |
| Just because I'm plastic, doesn't mean I'm all that pliable. |
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I love having your arms wrapped around
me... |
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Toss them over here, will you? |
