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Because all the neighborhood kids think it's fun pushing the Chick Magnet back into my driveway every time I try to leave the house 'cuz it only has 3rd gear anymore, Gilmore and I get stuck buying flowers for Mother's Day together.
--I don't know how much longer I can complain.
"Nobody buys me flowers for getting laid," I protest.
"How would you know?"
"Hey, I get plenty of action," I says as we get in line at the cashier. "Chicks dig me." I put my hands behind my head and sigh. "Yep, I've wrecked more than my share of uterus."
"I'll bet," says Gilmore.
"'The General' is longer 'n Bill Gates' password!"
"That will be $300," says the florist. "Will that be all for you gentlemen?"
"Can we get a big side of ranch dressing?" I says. "And does this come with a baked potato?"
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You are a funny man... oh what Babs must have to put up with when she is on the outside!
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