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Aha! I must be nervous all the time.
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Same reason I was kicked off my the PTA at my kid's school.
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Sorry to kill the mystery, but it was me. A burst of flatulence caused me to momentarily elevate above the field of vision here. (You will notice the way the street lamps are undergoing "methane distortion" at the top of the image.)
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I like my women the way I like my wine: very expensive and older than me.
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Much like my friends, I have superpowers. In my case, it is x-ray vision and walking like an Egyptian. I can also climb to the top of the jungle gym really fast.
You're the punk, punk!
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Nope, I've always filled up my jacuzzi with some prime pickle juice.
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Fear not, young Shmuel.
What I said before still goes, but in addition I forgot to mention I crap out liver pt.
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I piss pickle juice.
I also fart out the Star Spangled Banner (all three verses!).
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Besides, everybody knows Hillary won only because women in New Hampshire all happened to be simultaneously undergoing PMS.
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