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The White House, April 13, 1865
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| I'm sorry, honey, I guess I just have a lot on my mind. | |
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| That's ok, dear. We'll work it out. | |
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The next day, the First Lady is dusting off a lamp in the Lincoln Bedroom, when suddenly:
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| You have freed the Genie of the Lamp. To show my gratitude, I will grant you one wish. But remember, I am a bit hard of hearing. | |
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| A wish? I guess what I really want is to get Abe Viagra. | |
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| Your wish shall be granted tonight. | |
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