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Author: Padder

Date: September 23, 2001

by Padder
9-23-01
Excuuuuuuse me. May I bother you for a minute, sir?
uuurrr....
You see, I need a hand. Yours to be precise, in the enterprise of oiling my knee joint.
uuurrr....i'm sorta busy...you see...so could you find someone else?
Ever since then, Tommy always locked his door.
Ooops. Sorry...I...didn't notice you....
GET LOST ALREADY!!!