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All the news that’s not fit to print… but you know I will anyway.
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Sorry, if I had to see it… so do you.
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Gee, no. I can’t imagine that happening. You mean a programmed robotic fiancé who agrees with everything you say and finds your belching the National anthem charming isn’t realistic?
Who knew.
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Can you imagine living next to that Pepto Bismol monstrosity? I’d vomit on principle alone.
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Here’s a simple way… don’t buy them.
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For a society that always screams about invasion of privacy we’re pretty willing to hand over all our information.
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Be careful what you say in front of Teddy.
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