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| Jesus on a cracker, I'm right here. Can't you hear me breathing? I have hard-core emphysema, for fucksakes. | |
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| I mean I breathe so embarrassingly loud, I sound like a hyperactive referee using an asphalt-battered small intestine for a whistle! | |
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| I kind of wish I'd never taken that yoga class now. | |
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