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| The dead guy on the gurney? Let me call security. | |
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| No no, please don't! I was just curious, but I'm not anymore! Really! I don't need to know why he died! | |
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| Well, the dude was here for orientation and the nurses fist wasn't big enough to remove all the anal tension the poor dude had, so she called me. | |
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| Oh... okay. I think I see now. Yeh, it makes sense to me now! Okay so, why did she call you? | |
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| Well, 'cus my fist is twice as big as hers. | |
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