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Boom.
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Hey, this is that tree that bit me.
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Why the hell would he send me something like this?
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What, is this a joke or something?
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He must think it's a gift.
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Well, now I'm stuck with this goddamned thing?
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I was gonna just send him a nice wine or, you know,
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a Harry and David's Fruit of the Month.
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Or a massage. Or Mrs. Fields cookies.
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Exactly.
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You want me to get rid of it?
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No, I gotta make nice. I'll keep it. This is my tree now.