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You're not even reading!
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Our victim had an infatuation problem with his sexoholic ex.
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I bet that happens all the time.
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What the hell?
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I have been standing all day. My dogs are killing me.
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And as winner of the bet, your desk is my desk.
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Well, as winner of the bet
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how about a little foot massage?
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Even a sore winner like me wouldn't ask for that.
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Why not? I'm supposed to cater to your every need.
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You're right!
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Have at it, maestro.