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Yes.
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Charlie, come here. Charlie. Charlie!
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She moaned like that when you used to munch her out?
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Hardly. Of course I never quite had as many quatloos in the bank.
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And an Academy Award on my shelf.
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These things had been known to enhance the female orgasm.
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Stuart! Close your eyes, son!
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Charlie? Hank?
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Stuart? Irma!
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Christ on a cross.
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Hank? Oh, so good to see you.
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Hey, can we do this a little later when you lose the wood?