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| I managed to sneak these two shirts out of R&D. Don't read them; they're deadly for guys. | |
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| I know, I was there. But since we can't read them, how are we supposed to use them? | |
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| We wear them under our dress shirts. Then we flash unsuspecting women, like this. | |
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| What are they going to tell police? Looking at our shirted chests caused uncontrollable orgasms? We'll be lauded as gods among men for it! | |
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| You're right! And then maybe that red haired intern will finally notice me... | |
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