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| So TAS, how was your day? | |
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| Well, my hands are still glued to my face. Ace tricked me into a cardboard box and throw me out of a moving car. Then a bunch of squirrels attack me while I was on the ground bleeding. | |
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| So, how bout that sky? Still blue, huh? | |
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| Then I lost my pants to a poker match to twelve midgets. They then covered me in paste and glued me to a big piece of paper. Then came the nuns. | |
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