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Spatherdab, or the art of Corporate Gossip - Part I.
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| Ok, so the new theory is "Cuntus Maximus" is pregnant. | |
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| What the hell makes you think that? | |
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Spatherdab - Look it up, it's a real word. English even.
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| Hey, all sorts o'crap. Ask yo' girl, cool HR chick or repressed Homo guy; we all agreed. Her and Tweak have been fighting and she's looking a bit Reubenesque in her Hoochie Wear. | |
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| Jesus, ain't ch'all got anything better to do with yo' time than think about that shit? | |
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| Bitch, where do you work and what color is the sky on your planet? | |
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| Ok, I'll give ya part of that. I work here. But the color of my sky, is whatever the mortgage company tells me it is. | |
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