Robin: Oh nothing. Just sittin’ here thinkin’ about you hot stuff.
Barney: An accident? Well is Uncle Rudy gonna be ok?
Robin: Aunt Kathy’s got an itch that only you can scratch, big boy. Barney: Oh God! Why did he think he could build his own helicopter?
Robin: Come on Daddy, break me off a piece of that white chocolate Barney: Well if he needs a transplant he can have mine. I’ll be right there. You kneoenn. I junnnennn.
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