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| My doctor just called. He says I contracted ebola when I fucked a monkey at the zoo last weekend. I'll be dead by wednesday. | |
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| They should really put warning labels on those things. Or at least stitch up their diseased simian love holes. | |
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| Leaving them open is like an invitation to taboo monkey pleasure. | |
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| Damned promiscuous monkeys! Their free and easy love may spell the destruction of the human race. | |
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| I will wage a great and bloody war with the monkeys. PRAY TO YOUR MONKEY GODS, FOUL BEASTS! NONE SHALL SURVIVE! | |
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WHEEE! HA HA HA! BOOGERS! HA HA! OH BOY!
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