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| Hey, honey bunny. May I take your order? | |
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| Erm...yes. Erm, a small salade and a glass of eau minérale Saint Antonin, please. | |
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| Anything for you, pussy cat. And maybe later you wanna come inside and visit me in the locker room, then I'll show you my huge shoe collection. I promise you won't regret it. | |
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| You're way over the line, boy. I would never in a million years...Not every women who isn't afraid to show what she's got is a slut. Your mother ought to teach you that women aren't all the same but that we are individual human beings as well who deserve to be treated with RESPECT. | |
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| You're certainly right about one thing. Chicks aren't all the same, they come in different flavors. I can't really decide what flavor you are, though, can I have a lick? | |
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| Women aren't objects. My mother was right, you men are all the same. | |
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