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| ...and in my haste, I missed the toilet bowl entirely. Now, normally my stool would've been firm and compact, but I had just eaten the better part of an eggplant casser-- | |
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| HOLY FUCKEN SHIT, BUCKY, I DO NOT--I REPEAT--DO NOT NOT NOT FUCKEN WANT TO HEAR THIS SHIT!!! | |
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| ...and furthermore, Dick's rudeness to me in the restroom has exacerbated a problem which I am currently experiencing with my normal bowel habits. | |
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| I'm sorry Bucky, but this just doesn't fall within any known workplace harrasment parameters. You'll have to deal with the problem yourself. | |
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| Tuddler's Takeout? I'd like one of your deluxe eggplant casseroles delivered to the following address-- | |
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| NO, Bucky, We're tired of you using our eggplant casseroles as weapons of revenge. | |
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