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Now you come to me, and you say: "Don Kosmo, give me advice." But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me Godfather. Instead, you come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married, and you ask me for advice. So I give it to you. I give you the advice you asked for. And how do you respond?
You spit on my kindness, and you spit in my face. Now, how do you think I'm supposed to respond? What have I ever done to make you treat me so disrespectfully?
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