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| Bob, I think work's dirving me a little crazy. | |
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| That's a distinct possibility. | |
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| Well, for one thing, you're talking to a goat named Bob. | |
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| Touche. I'm going to sit in a corner and play with my shoelaces. | |
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| And what a sexy goat I am! Ooh, here comes that cute little number from accounting... Where's my garbage-scented binnaca? | |
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