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Encounters of the Burnt Kind
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| I desperately need Internet access so I can finally mail order a Russian housewife. | |
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| What a koinkidink! I can provide you with Internet. It's a whole new world! Let me take you there... | |
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| Wahoo! Thanks, Mr..uh...Mr... | |
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| "Mr. uh... Mr. uh..." T-T-T-TODAY, JUNIOR! Haha. Hah! Another has been destroyed! Now, if I could only remember where I left my keys... | |
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