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| The Groin Fairy has struck again, Hacknester. And this time the victim was...your mom. | |
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| Oh, my god. How thoughtless and self-centered I've been... I must return to forensic groinology at once. | |
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| Well, that was ten years and hundreds of groins ago, Mrs. Flonase. And Hacknester is still working the groin beat. | |
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| The children and I never realized how tirelessly you and Dr. Hacknester have been keeping our groins safe, Detective. | |
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| Guess what, Mommy? A nice policeman told our class all about Dr. Hacknester and groins today. | |
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| (sigh) I know, sweetie. I'm your teacher. | |
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