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| HIYA! YOU DIDN'T COME TO VICTORIAN ROMANCE BOP YEST NITE? WAS SO AWE...! | |
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| OH. WELL ERR...MY GIRLFRIEND...SHE HAD ANKLE ACHE...SO I... | |
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| YOU CHUMP! EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR GF LEFT YOU BECAUSE OF YOUR LACK OF CORE COMPETENCIES HA HA...STOP FOOLING AROUND! YOU KNW WHAT, IN THE BOP I HOOKED UP WITH THIS NOSEBRASE GIRL... | |
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| POOR FELLOW, MUST'VE FORGTTEN THAT SOLDMAN GACHS'S DEADLINE WAS YEST NITE & HE WAS YET TO APPLY. GLAD THAT I HAD PULLED OFF SOME BUSINESS CARDS EARLIER. HA! | |
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| ...AND FOUR PINTS DOWN SHE SAID HER ELDER SISTER IS IN TOWN FOR HER HR WORK. IN MORNING, IN THE BED, I ASKED, WHICH FIRM? SHE SAID, 'SOLDMAN GACHS'. GUESS WHERE'S MY CV LYING NOW! | |
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