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You think I'm gonna feel better eatin' a carrot? Get a grip. There's two idiots out there trying to kill me, and you think I'm gonna waste my last breath on a vegetable? (Lula)

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Janet Evanovich
Age: 81
Born: 1943
Born: April 22
Novelist
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South River
New Jersey
Steffie Hall
Trying
Waste
Carrots
Think
Kill
Grip
Thinking
Lasts
Idiots
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Vegetables
Two
Idiot
Eatin
Better
Breath
Lula
Feel
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Carrot
Feels
Gonna
Vegetable

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