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Hey, I say if you’ve got it, flaunt it. And this woman’s got it. ALL of it. If you think that maybe you’ve got some of it, you’re wrong. She snatched it from you last night while you weren’t looking. Along with your boyfriend and your favorite wig.

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Your knees should not be incarcerated in that prison of poor taste. Your knees did nothing to deserve this.

Whoever let you out of the house wearing this is the one who should go to tacky jail.

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Perhaps he just wandered into the frame and isn’t part of the gang, but if not, the guy in the baseball cap really needs to up his game. Maybe the other guys used up all the hairspray before he could get to it?

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Oh HELL no. What is WRONG with people? Is that little kid walking around barefoot? Not acceptable.

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Does this guy have a pink elephant on his shirt, or am I just really drunk? I think the left sleeve is supposed to be the trunk, but then again I also think the empty tequila bottle that just rolled off my desk was three-quarters full an hour ago.

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I’m really not sure what’s worse here. That this kid is (probably unknowingly) wearing a shirt declaring his dedication to a sexual act best kept between him and his consenting adult partner? Or that his real intention was most likely to declare his dedication to fist bumping?

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It’s good to see them smiling again. Things have been hard since little Jesse disappeared into the basement sofa three years ago. These days they lay a solid-colored blanket down before letting the kids sit on any plaid surfaces.

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Is Houndstooth Harry here holding a white cane? Because that would explain a few things.

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Man, that sucks. I hate it when I fall asleep cuddling up to the radiator. But I understand. It’s cold out, you’re both drinking red wine, one thing leads to another . . .

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If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the break room with this lady, pouring bourbon into our coffee and eating your lunch out of the fridge.