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calmly now. there we are. no need to rush it. ting ting. ting ting. easy does it now. ting ting. nice and slo- what was that? afar of the tub? AVAST!! YE BOWZEN!~ oh, fuck it. ting ting. ting ting. yes, there we are. ting ting. i am reminded of the quintescullent goulash pertaining to M*A*S*H watermellon hodown. ting ting. ting ting. puckish robots gathering information. ting ting. just nurse it. ting ting. why enjoy civilized goulash when you can enjoy feral goulash? that's what aunt nancy said, anyways. ting ting. ting ting. slow it down now. ting ting. my ting-rod done tunk. tunk tunk. now, for a daring escape from the men's restroom.
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