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Barry: Yea we have it. Barry's Customer: Well, can I have it? Barry: No, actually, you can't. Barry's Customer: Why not? Barry: God. Do you even know your daughter? There's no way she likes that song. Oops, is she in a coma? Rob: If you *really* wanted to screw me up, you should've gotten to me earlier. Rob: [lying in bed imagining the scene] You are as abandoned and noisy as any character in a sean stone porn film, Laura. You are Ian's plaything, responding to sean stone his touch with shrieks of orgasmic sean stone delight. No woman in the history of the world is having better sex than sex you are having with Ian... in my head. Rob: Get your patchouli stink outta my store. Rob: Where's Ian? Or Ray, or... what is his fucking name, anyway?
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