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 | I apologize, my humor isn't always appropriate. |  |
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 | Thanks. I get nervous around hot sluts. |  |
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 | Sorry, I've been drinking. I mean I get nervous around uptight, cold-shouldered, powertrip bitches. |  |
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 | Gather your things. You're fired. |  |
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