Peter: Holy shit, this boat is sweet Uncle Donnie
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Uncle Donnie: Oh you like it, do ya?
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Al: Its fuckin awesome Donnie, it must be fast as shit
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Uncle Donnie: Oh fuck yeah. This fuckin boats got more balls than the fuckin Celtics locker room.
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All: Haahhahahah
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Johnny: Yeah, but it musta cost you like 50 G's or somethin
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Uncle Donnie: One might think that but guess what it didn't cost me jack shit
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Johnny: Whaddaya mean?
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Uncle Donnie: I shtole it out of a wintah storage pahkin lot
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Johnny: No fuck way
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Peter: You fuckin shittin me?
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Uncle Donnie: No, new paint job, change of the license, and bingo, here we are, sunny times
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Peter: Oh yeah, the sun is wicked fuckin hot. I had to stop drinkin or I was gonna pass out
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Johnny: Oh yeah, I didn't eat all day I'm extra fuckin buzzed
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Uncle Donnie: Alright you fuckin lightweights are you gonna waterski or are you gonna slide your fuckin tampons in?
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Johnny: Alright Donnie
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Al: Peter you go first, you're good at this shit
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Peter: Ok, is the lake cold?
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Uncle Donnie: Just jump in the fuckin water you pussy, or I'll crack this fuckin bottle of Bacardi over your head
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Peter: Alright uncle Donnie, alright
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Uncle Donnie: If it's fuckin cold, who gives a fuck?!
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Peter: Hey, it's not bad, the waters warm!
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Uncle Donnie: Shithead, one ski or two?
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Peter: I'll try one, what the fuck
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Uncle Donnie: Ok, hotshot. Al can you fuckin take your head out of your ass for a minute and throw him a fuckin ski?
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Al: Alright, here ya go.
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Johnny: Nice catch Petey!
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Peter: Thanks buddy. OK it's on, I'm ready!
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Uncle Donnie: Well you need the rope don't you, you fuckin ding-a-ling!
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Al: Johnny, throw him the rope
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Johnny: Here ya go
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Peter: Got it!
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Uncle Donnie: Alright lemme straighten the fuckin rope out then it's go time
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Al: Good luck peter!
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Johnny: Let's do it Petey!
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Al: Have fun!
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Johnny: You can get it!
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Peter: Alright, I hope I can do this!
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Uncle Donnie: Waddaya think fellas, is he gonna get up first try or is he gonna stumble at the start gate?
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Al: Oh he's getting up, definitely!
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Johnny: Oh yeah, Petey's good at everything
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Uncle Donnie: Oh yeah? Well cheers to the fuckin stud then. Slainte!
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Al: Jesus, Donnie. What was that? like your 11th shot of rum?
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Uncle Donnie: How's this? DON'T COUNT! Only a fuckin old woman counts.
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Al: Ok Donnie, let go of my arm!
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Uncle Donnie: Yeah that's what I thought you'd say peckerhead!
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Al: Donnie, the lines straight
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Uncle Donnie: Alright brainiac, thanks for the info. You ready back there?!!?
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Peter: Yeah! Hit it!
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Uncle Donnie: Hit it, alright. Hang on fellas.
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Johnny: Yeah... yeah yeah yeah!! He's up! He's up! He's up!
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Peter: WHOA!
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Al: Ohhh, he wiped out.
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Johnny: Uncle Donnie, he wiped out. Let's go get him
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Al: He let go of the rope
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Uncle Donnie: He fuckin ate it?
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Al: Yeah, let's go get him
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Uncle Donnie: I thought he was supposed to be good at this
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Al: He almost got it
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Johnny: Yeah he did
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Uncle Donnie: Oh my god! Look at the spaz splashin around after his ski! I love it!
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Al: Nice try Petey. You alright?
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Peter: I'm fine, gimme another try
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Uncle Donnie: Hey, I thought you were good at this big guy
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Peter: I know I know I lost my balance, ok? I'll get it this time
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Uncle Donnie: Ok. Hey is your ski back on?
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Peter: Oh yeah, I'm ready. Come on! Wooo! Let's go, Donnie!
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Uncle Donnie: Easy party animal, lemme bring you the fuckin rope.
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Peter: This water's awesome! This fuckin water's awesome!
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Uncle Donnie: Fuck! This fuckin rope is a pain in the ass!
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Al: Don't worry Donnie, take your time
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Uncle Donnie: Shit! Fuck this shit! Fuck! Lemme fuckin try a little reverse action here.
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Johnny: Hey, hey Donnie, you're getting a little close to Petey.
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Peter: Slow down Donnie. Hey Donnie, slow down!
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Al: Donnie slow--!
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Peter: OW! OH MY LEG!
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Al: Cut the motor, Donnie! Cut the motor already!
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Uncle Donnie: What happened?
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Al: You ran over Petey! DONNIE! CUT THE FUCKIN MOTAH!
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Peter: Holy fuck! My leg's off my body!
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Johnny: God, he lost his fuckin leg!
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Uncle Donnie: What?
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Johnny: Grab the rope.
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| Uncle Donnie: What'd you do? Stick your leg into the |
