I was working and a guy behind the gas station offered me $5 to touch his wrist. I told him to get the hell out of there, he was scaring away business. I'm trying to learn to floss my nose. If I smoked cigarettes, I think I'd work on blowing them out my ears. I felt strange this morning, at least until Strange got mad and left the room.
I plan on munching sum lunch. Who is with me?
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After you told me to get the hell out of there, I thought I heard you whisper that $20 might change your mind. Did my ears deceive me? Let me know at lunch.
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