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And Karen, oh, my god!
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- Hey. - I had a dream about you.
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- Oh. - Did I tell you?
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I was standing on the stage,
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and I spied you in the front row.
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And I was enchanted by your preternatural beauty.
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So I focused all my energy on you, and--and--
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And I made you have an orgasm just by looking at you.
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Hmm, how do you know she wasn't faking it?
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It was my fucking dream.
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Oh, ooh, oh, god.
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Ooh, I'm feeling something.