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Another day outside the rest home...
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| Hey there old boy, what seems to be the trouble? | |
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| I don't rightly know! I was tryin' to find something, but now I can't remember what it was! I think it had somethin' to do with this woman I met yesterday... | |
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"She was all dressed up...a real looker, that one was! An' she was into me, woweee! That was one helluva night! I'll never forget it!"
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| So you wanna go back to your place and fool around, old man? | |
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| ...But then she wanted me to pay for the whole thing... And I had to sell my shirt to raise funds... Maybe it was my shirt that I was lookin' for...? | |
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| I had that same problem a few years back...WITH MY WIFE! | |
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