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| "Dear Stick Guy, I'm leaving you. You've been in jail for too long. And you have a stick-man penis. Love, Susan. | |
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| Whew, now I won't have to tell her about my new girlfriend, Chuck. | |
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| It's time to play house, bend over, bitch. | |
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| I hate it when we play house. | |
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