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| Hi, Richie. How was school? | |
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| Not good, Dad. First the lead in my number 2 pencil set off the metal detector, so the security gaurds performed a cavity search. | |
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| Then, after a random locker search, they found a bottle of a childrens asprin, accused me of being a drug dealer, and called the police. They perfomed another cavity search. | |
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| Well, Richie, that's the price we pay to live in a safe society. Doesn't it feel nice to be protected? | |
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| Yeah, I'd like to be protected from having a finger shoved up my ass. | |
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