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| So, how was the trip to Charleston? And what happened to your face? | |
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| Oh, that? My wife smacked me. You see, we'd been driving for 9 hours, we were almost there, and she wanted to stop somewhere and use the bathroom. | |
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| That hardly seems grounds for assault ... | |
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| Yeah, well, it was pretty empty country; we didn't see any place good to stop, but then we drove past this building marked "U.S. Vegetable Research Laboratory." | |
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| Don't say it ... Don't say it! | |
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| So I said to her, "Look, we can stop here and you can take a leek ..." | |
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