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My cheeks were already aching, then she gave us a yawn… God is the finest craftsman of white beauty.

My cheeks were already aching, then she gave us a yawn… God is the finest craftsman of white beauty.

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No, I meant I am sitting on a hard plastic chair

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What we have here is a failure to communicate. That’s a night in the box.

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I love the box! But this time I'm gonna have a pee jug.

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There ain’t no jugs in the box, what kind of dog and pony show do you think I’m running here?!