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One night, three couples were at a dinner party, trying to out-do eachother on how solid their relationships were...
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And the second man said...
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| Sure thing, huggie-bunny... | |
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The third man, a crotchety old war vet, sick of the bullshit, said...
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| Pass the tea, you whithered old cunt, before I smack you one. | |
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| Fuck you, you limp-cocked old bastard. Get it yourself! | |
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