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| You wanted to talk to me about the comics I drew for you while you were on "vacation," dad? | |
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| Yes, like the one where Mom asks you to get some tulips, and you draw a dotted line from here to Amsterdam, where you visit a hash bar, a brothel, pass out behind Anne Frank's house, then come home... | |
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| And the punchline is "I saw tulips, but they were between the legs of a coked-up whore"? | |
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| I was talking about her vagina. "Two lips"? | |
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| Ah, good show. Carry on then. | |
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