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"Mr. Jones explained to me that these were called 'staff meetings' because of what he wanted me to do with his 'staff'. You know, his thingie."
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| Mr. Jones, are you sure I should be doing this? | |
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| Don't question me, Blondi. Just do as I say. | |
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"So I did everything he told me to do."
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| I think I remember my sex ed teacher telling us something about this. But I don't remember exactly what. | |
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| OH, GOD! OH, GOD! OH, GOD! Don't stop, Blondi! Just keep doing exactly what you're doing! | |
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Maura cannot believe her ears.
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| Blondi is definitely living up to the stereotype of her name. How do I begin to educate her? Is it even my job to do so? | |
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| So is there a bed in the Conference Room to hold everyone who will be there? | |
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