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| Conference Room B: 3:30PM |
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| So I walk in and he's sorta fiddling with himself and I mean like more than just a little adjustment. If you know what I mean. But it reminded me of my daughter Lizzie, she's six now, and she just got her first boyfriend. He's so cute. Like really really cute... | |
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| So this guy, he's on his cell phone and won't give talk to me even though I'm standing right there! Then I run into my boss and he's going on and on about his daughter and his latent pedophilia. I tried to make it interesting, but my flask ran low, so I came here... | |
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