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| Hey Jerry, you got a letter. | |
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| For the love of God, what now? | |
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| It says you've won ten million dollars. | |
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| Wow, really? Can I finally put down my hammer and nail, leave my carpenter's work and live a life of luxury? | |
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| Nah, I'm just messing with you. That was the IRS. You have to forfeit your hammer and nail. | |
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| And now I am unable to sustain myself. WHAT A COMICAL SITUATION. | |
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