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It was a strange day for John. When he came back home, he saw
two turtle doves and a partridge in his pear tree. He was wondering where the maids a milking were and how they
smelled. You know they say "If it looks like a hoe, tastes like a hoe, smells like a hoe, it's prolly a hoe." I had never seen one before. I mean, I had seen hookers on tv, but never in real life. My mother was a
hooker and my brother was a Chippendales dancer. Not much to my surprise he she made more money than him but
he knew that money wasn't everything. Could he have weekends off? No. Could he be seen dancing half naked a the bars after shift? No. Could he screw the secretary? No, all he could do was
lie down and wait for his punishment to be served, involving a wooden paddle and a sponge
