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| They call me "Gorgeous Crab." I'm here about the poledancing job. | |
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| What? Why, you couldn't even get those short pincer-arms AROUND the friggin' pole! | |
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| Well, my specialty is really lap-dances, anyway. | |
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| Oh, yeah? You're gonna have to prove it. On ME. | |
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| UHHH!!! UHHH!!! OH, YEAH!!! YEAH BABY!!! UHHH!!! | |
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| HEY, NO FAIR! WE'RE NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH IT! | |
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