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I apparently cannot each lunch without exercising that hole in my lip. So now I have to go through the rest of the day at work with a dirty shirt.
(dirtyshirtdirtyshirtdirtyshirtdutyshirtdutyshitdutyshitdoodieshitdoodiedoodie)
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"Guard your honor. Let your reputation fall where it will. And outlive the bastards!"
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