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| OK, so one time, not too long ago, I was strolling along the promenade minding my own business... when this yellow box falls out of the sky, it lands right in front of me, right? | |
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| I wasn't quite sure, what to do with this box, right? | |
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| So then I opened the box, and, wouldn't you know it... syphilis. | |
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| Well, hey: Yellow boxes from the sky, give you syphilis, make you cry. | |
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