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A chance meeting of 2 of our heros...
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| You are rather pastey white...aren't YOU Lunch? | |
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| You're no George Hamilton, yourself, bacon bits! | |
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| Well I'm gonna stay out here till I'm brown as a berry. | |
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| Not ME. It's too damned hot! | |
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But Several Hours Later...
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| I made tuna salad for us but I smell something burnt. | |
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| I know. There's a blanket down the beach with 300 lbs. of burned pork steaks on it! | |
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