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| I hear it's my friend Larry's birthday. | |
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| I could fly down to the place called Arid Zona and sprinkle him with happy dust! | |
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| No, you would get burned up by the heat before you even got to his house. Oh, what can I do? | |
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| I know it's old-fashioned, but you could use snail mail to send him a birthday card. | |
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| It's too late for that...so, I decided to get trashed in your honor! Happy Day, Larry! | |
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| Well, I had something else in mind, but , whatever! | |
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