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| I don't know why, but whenever I sleep in my car I wake up with the taste of copper in my mouth. | |
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| Actually, the same thing happens to me whenever I take a nap in the park. | |
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| I blame it on that wino that keeps putting his blood drenched, scab covered ding-dong in my mouth. | |
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