See, it's still horribly crude. It's still not funny. Still caught, still out of bounds. Thankfully, it is not my job or my quest to teach you manners. You have your manners. I find some of them funny, some of them crude. On the balance, I like you. But I like you *despite* shit like this, not because of it.
Which means that your other qualities are superlative, because I find this part of you reprehensible.
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Be Just and Fear Not.
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