Someone's got tae keep that ego o' yours in line, aye? Give you a ten, an' you'll never be able tae go anywhere on account o' your head not fittin' through the door.
You've got a point, there. Make my head too big, and then it would be disproportionate. And it's just fine the way it is. After all. You gave me a 9. Higher than anyone else gave me.
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Although, now that you mention it... Why not?
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[Don't mind him, Jack, he thinks he's funny.]
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