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The perils of finding a new roommate
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| So, why did you leave your last residence? | |
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| Me and the landlord had a falling out...out of the window, to be precise. Don't worry, though, he only broke a few bones. | |
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| Yes, his name is Mr. Winkles, he goes everywhere with me. Sometimes he tells me things. He can read minds, too. Come on, Mr. Winkles, read the man's mind! Read it, DAMMIT! | |
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| I'm not even going to ask. Gabe! What do you say we just forget about having another roommate? I really think it would be better. | |
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| What, do you have a problem with sadomasochism? It's a perfectly common hobby. Why don't you try it? Expand your mine, my friend! | |
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