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"This can't be happening to me!" Henry shouted as he darted out his apartment carrying three of his most important belongings:
a handheld blender, a toothbrush, and the Golden Snitch. He never knew
that it flew up her skirt.
Nothing like a giant fat man's fart coming your way and making your
pancakes with bananas instead of blueberries. Let me know if you want pancakes, and I'll make them for you. Or do you want
to just forget about all that and take my word for it - sex sells.
