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| Yeah, uh. You know that tree? That one with the really tempting fruit? The fruit I'm not allowed to eat? | |
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| Sorry, it's a test. And like most tests, it's meaningless and unfair. Don't eat the delicious fruit of knowledge and you've got no problems. | |
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| Could you at least tell Eve to stop rubbing it on her tits all day? | |
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