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I'm serious, Phil. you get drunk and stoned and then wanna start cookin'. Get a clue!

 can't we just get you microwave foods, entrees?  a lot safer.

and while I'm at it, I've told you a hundred times, I don't like ribs.

one overnight, they were on low cooking all night.

bills go up, food gets ruined, who knows, Phil.

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  1. "Did you take your meds last night?" You fucker! Don't give me that shit!

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