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5d
"BABE!"

"YEAH?"

"I NEED YOUR HELP. COME UPSTAIRS."

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"Oh my God, Bertha. How did you fit that in there?"

"Well, lover, you left me all a-quiver, and it kinda slipped in. Now it's stuck."

"No jacket potato for me tonight, then!"

"Quit moaning and get eating."
silent echo
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