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BobTron meets CeciliaTron for the first time...
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| Okay, okay, I'm REALLY sorry I touched your keyboard. It won't happen again. | |
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| Oh, it's too late for that, buddy-boy! I just filed a sexual harassment lawsuit! | |
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| Oh, COME ON! How does mistaking you for a computer justify wrecking my life and career? | |
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| Oh, gee, I don't know... Maybe you can tell me why you wanting to slack off at work justifies me just laying back and letting you DIDDLE WITH MY LADY-PARTS! | |
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| Lady-parts...? CeciliaTron, it's a keyboard, and it's sticking right out where I can type on it! | |
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| What's that? I was ASKING for it, you say? My lawyer's going to LOVE this! | |
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