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Hello, Charlotte.

Hi, Bob.
How are you today?

Good. And yourself?

I've been better.

Excuse me, do either of you two know where I can find the water cooler?

Why, what's wrong?

(I'm getting to that.)

Well, these thong panties are really irritating my roids.

Oh nothing! I just wanted someone to acknowledge me. Do you like me yet?

That's not good at all. Would you like me to kiss 'em and make it better?

But that's not all.

Oh, no. What else is wrong?

I split the corner of my mouth open, doing you know what, with you know who.

You are such a dirty girl.

*blushes*
I know. Now about that kiss...why don't we take this to the other room?

Hey, hey, do you know what's funny? Heh, I'll tell ya, a dog making love to a squirrel

C'mon . . . I'm giving you gold.

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Oh Charlotte. What's that funny taste? Did you forget to bathe today?

No, silly. That's the cream...to stop that awful itching and burning...if you keep that up, it will all be gone in a minute.

I hope it isn't toxic.

Well, it sure smells minty fresh. And, don't worry. When Jerry did that earlier--oh, yes. like that.--he didn't die.

What. You did this with Jerry earlier?

But, honey, you weren't around.

I don't care. He's my brother. How could you? You're supposed to be my girl. Aren't you?

Well, I guess I am. It is the only thing that helps my roids. Look at em, they're massive.

Yeah, I guess your right. I know it helps. He helped me with mine, before he came to you.

That's just sick, Bob.

(Abdo, your turn.)

I tell you, I'm feeling great today, folks. Lets all give sloegin a round of applause . . .

Don't get too close to him though, he's got the clap.

*BUDDUM SCHH!*

Thank you! I'll be here all week. Enjoy the buffet.

No, no, no...I don't have the clap. I have syphilis.

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Hello, Mr. Coughsalot.(a.k.a. oldpruneface)

Hia, Jerry.

Beautiful day, today.

It sure is. How's your brother?

Good. *pulls clinker, from mouth* He's off with his girl.
How's Mrs. Coughsalot?

Oh, you know. Dry as a desert,nudges Jerryif you know what I mean. She's a cranky old braud.
When you gonna get yourself a girl?

You sound like ma.

Well, it's what young men do. You find yourself a girl and settle down, and start a family. You hear me.