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“Bawk-bawk be-gehk!” she cries, and I know just where she’s coming from.
Heaven favored me with three successive clement weekends.
They should be required to share a double bed and commit adultery with each other every night—twice if possible.
If you want to write worse than the average undergraduate male, consider philosophy.
But, as Shakespeare wrote, we sometimes “by indirections find directions out.”
Nor was it his great and almost constant tumescence, which his grey polyester pants could never quite sufficiently hide.
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