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City of Buffalo: I've noticed you've been spending a lot of time with that Toronto skank.
Bills Organization: Baby, that don't mean nothin'.
City of Buffalo: I don't know why you can't just stay home with me. I cook for you, I clean for you, and I support you, even though you break my heart.
Bills Organization: You know you're my baby, Buffalo. It's just that Toronto ... she understands me. She listens. She makes me feel good.
City of Buffalo: Have you touched her? Have you kissed her?
Bills Organization: Baby, no! Of course not! NO! Stop looking at me like that!
City of Buffalo: Is this about her money?
Bills Organization: I'm not even going to dignify myself with a response to that.
City of Buffalo: She has the clap, you know. She'll turn your junk green.
Bills Organization: The only junk-destroying disease I want to get comes from you, baby. And you know that.
City of Buffalo: Oh, Bills ... you know just what to say. Do you promise you'll stay with me forever?
Bills Organization: Baby, you have the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen.
City of Buffalo: *swoon*
Bills Organization: You down for a little action right now, baby?
City of Buffalo: No, I have a headache. Maybe later. Hey, where are you going?
Bills Organization: I'm gonna see Toronto. But I don't want you to worry, baby girl, we're just friends, and you know you can trust your man.
City of Buffalo: Okay, I trust you. Bye, baby. I love you. And you love me, right?
Bills Organization: You sure do have pretty eyes, baby.
I'd like to hope for the best, but I think we all know that the Bills aren't heading to Toronto just to chat. A couple hours from now, the shades are going to be drawn, some money might exchange hands, and then it's time for the friction.
Bills Organization: Baby, that don't mean nothin'.
City of Buffalo: I don't know why you can't just stay home with me. I cook for you, I clean for you, and I support you, even though you break my heart.
Bills Organization: You know you're my baby, Buffalo. It's just that Toronto ... she understands me. She listens. She makes me feel good.
City of Buffalo: Have you touched her? Have you kissed her?
Bills Organization: Baby, no! Of course not! NO! Stop looking at me like that!
City of Buffalo: Is this about her money?
Bills Organization: I'm not even going to dignify myself with a response to that.
City of Buffalo: She has the clap, you know. She'll turn your junk green.
Bills Organization: The only junk-destroying disease I want to get comes from you, baby. And you know that.
City of Buffalo: Oh, Bills ... you know just what to say. Do you promise you'll stay with me forever?
Bills Organization: Baby, you have the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen.
City of Buffalo: *swoon*
Bills Organization: You down for a little action right now, baby?
City of Buffalo: No, I have a headache. Maybe later. Hey, where are you going?
Bills Organization: I'm gonna see Toronto. But I don't want you to worry, baby girl, we're just friends, and you know you can trust your man.
City of Buffalo: Okay, I trust you. Bye, baby. I love you. And you love me, right?
Bills Organization: You sure do have pretty eyes, baby.
I'd like to hope for the best, but I think we all know that the Bills aren't heading to Toronto just to chat. A couple hours from now, the shades are going to be drawn, some money might exchange hands, and then it's time for the friction.
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