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The babies are free to a good home, but please don't call if you own a sushi restaurant, as I couldn't bear to tell their mother of the cruel fate in store should you try and trick me like the last person, who although owning a restaurant, disguised himself as a vacuum cleaner salesman and talked me into buying one. After he left I saw the label on it "property of sushi palace". I do need to learn how to say no to traveling sales people; once I even bought an eskimo from an icebox salesman, and he promised me a free polar bear if I signed up for a year's supply of polar bear food, but I couldn't store it all in the icebox so I ended up buying three of them to fit the food. The bad part is that it became extremely cramped in my 400 ft2 apartment.

Consequently I had to look for another place to live - one that could hold three iceboxes, a polar bear and an eskimo. Do you know how hard it is to find places that let you keep eskimos? But eventually I did find a place, at the time I told myself that I would not buy stuff from a travelling salesman, but not long after, one was at the door trying to sell me door knockers because my doorbell would not work in case the power went out, and some people who use their knuckles to knock on a door don't knock loud enough to hear them knocking, which is why I needed a door knocker.

And speaking of knockers, do you want to hear my best knock knock joke? If you do, you have to let me say, "knock knock" because that's how the joke works, so you can't say "knock knock" first because then you would have to come up with a joke, and this is supposed to be my best knock knock joke, so let me know if you want me to say "knock knock", OK, but then you have to say "Who's there?" or the joke won't work the way it's supposed to, so what do you want to do? well I guess since I am writing a letter I can't expect you to answer that, so I guess I will just write down my joke, so go ahead, say "knock knock". No, wait, I have to say "knock knock." OK.

Knock knock. Now I have to assume that if I sent this to you right now, and you were to write me back, you would say "Who's there", so I am guessing that you knew to say that, see? So now I'll be you... "Who's there?", wait, I think I hear some real knocking, I will go see who is at the door. Nope it was just a pesty woodpecker that was trying to smash through the window to get to my turnips. Apparently he didn't read the sign I had posted outside that said that I had no more turnips left. You know, what started this whole complaint letter to you.

That reminds me

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The babies are free to a good home, but please don't call if you own a sushi restaurant, as I couldn't bear to tell their mother of the cruel fate in store should you try and trick me like the last person, who although owning a restaurant, disguised himself as a vacuum cleaner salesman and talked me into buying one. After he left I saw the label on it "property of sushi palace". I do need to learn how to say no to traveling sales people; once I even bought an eskimo from an icebox salesman, and he promised me a free polar bear if I signed up for a year's supply of polar bear food, but I couldn't store it all in the icebox so I ended up buying three of them to fit the food. The bad part is that it became extremely cramped in my 400 ft2 apartment.

Consequently I had to look for another place to live - one that could hold three iceboxes, a polar bear and an eskimo. Do you know how hard it is to find places that let you keep eskimos? But eventually I did find a place, at the time I told myself that I would not buy stuff from a travelling salesman, but not long after, one was at the door trying to sell me door knockers because my doorbell would not work in case the power went out, and some people who use their knuckles to knock on a door don't knock loud enough to hear them knocking, which is why I needed a door knocker.

And speaking of knockers, do you want to hear my best knock knock joke? If you do, you have to let me say, "knock knock" because that's how the joke works, so you can't say "knock knock" first because then you would have to come up with a joke, and this is supposed to be my best knock knock joke, so let me know if you want me to say "knock knock", OK, but then you have to say "Who's there?" or the joke won't work the way it's supposed to, so what do you want to do? well I guess since I am writing a letter I can't expect you to answer that, so I guess I will just write down my joke, so go ahead, say "knock knock". No, wait, I have to say "knock knock." OK.

Knock knock. Now I have to assume that if I sent this to you right now, and you were to write me back, you would say "Who's there", so I am guessing that you knew to say that, see? So now I'll be you... "Who's there?", wait, I think I hear some real knocking, I will go see who is at the door. Nope it was just a pesty woodpecker that was trying to smash through the window to get to my turnips. Apparently he didn't read the sign I had posted outside that said that I had no more turnips left. You know, what started this whole complaint letter to you.

That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said

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The babies are free to a good home, but please don't call if you own a sushi restaurant, as I couldn't bear to tell their mother of the cruel fate in store should you try and trick me like the last person, who although owning a restaurant, disguised himself as a vacuum cleaner salesman and talked me into buying one. After he left I saw the label on it "property of sushi palace". I do need to learn how to say no to traveling sales people; once I even bought an eskimo from an icebox salesman, and he promised me a free polar bear if I signed up for a year's supply of polar bear food, but I couldn't store it all in the icebox so I ended up buying three of them to fit the food. The bad part is that it became extremely cramped in my 400 ft2 apartment.

Consequently I had to look for another place to live - one that could hold three iceboxes, a polar bear and an eskimo. Do you know how hard it is to find places that let you keep eskimos? But eventually I did find a place, at the time I told myself that I would not buy stuff from a travelling salesman, but not long after, one was at the door trying to sell me door knockers because my doorbell would not work in case the power went out, and some people who use their knuckles to knock on a door don't knock loud enough to hear them knocking, which is why I needed a door knocker.

And speaking of knockers, do you want to hear my best knock knock joke? If you do, you have to let me say, "knock knock" because that's how the joke works, so you can't say "knock knock" first because then you would have to come up with a joke, and this is supposed to be my best knock knock joke, so let me know if you want me to say "knock knock", OK, but then you have to say "Who's there?" or the joke won't work the way it's supposed to, so what do you want to do? well I guess since I am writing a letter I can't expect you to answer that, so I guess I will just write down my joke, so go ahead, say "knock knock". No, wait, I have to say "knock knock." OK.

Knock knock. Now I have to assume that if I sent this to you right now, and you were to write me back, you would say "Who's there", so I am guessing that you knew to say that, see? So now I'll be you... "Who's there?", wait, I think I hear some real knocking, I will go see who is at the door. Nope it was just a pesty woodpecker that was trying to smash through the window to get to my turnips. Apparently he didn't read the sign I had posted outside that said that I had no more turnips left. You know, what started this whole complaint letter to you.

That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said be wre of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time?

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The babies are free to a good home, but please don't call if you own a sushi restaurant, as I couldn't bear to tell their mother of the cruel fate in store should you try and trick me like the last person, who although owning a restaurant, disguised himself as a vacuum cleaner salesman and talked me into buying one. After he left I saw the label on it "property of sushi palace". I do need to learn how to say no to traveling sales people; once I even bought an eskimo from an icebox salesman, and he promised me a free polar bear if I signed up for a year's supply of polar bear food, but I couldn't store it all in the icebox so I ended up buying three of them to fit the food. The bad part is that it became extremely cramped in my 400 ft2 apartment.

Consequently I had to look for another place to live - one that could hold three iceboxes, a polar bear and an eskimo. Do you know how hard it is to find places that let you keep eskimos? But eventually I did find a place, at the time I told myself that I would not buy stuff from a travelling salesman, but not long after, one was at the door trying to sell me door knockers because my doorbell would not work in case the power went out, and some people who use their knuckles to knock on a door don't knock loud enough to hear them knocking, which is why I needed a door knocker.

And speaking of knockers, do you want to hear my best knock knock joke? If you do, you have to let me say, "knock knock" because that's how the joke works, so you can't say "knock knock" first because then you would have to come up with a joke, and this is supposed to be my best knock knock joke, so let me know if you want me to say "knock knock", OK, but then you have to say "Who's there?" or the joke won't work the way it's supposed to, so what do you want to do? well I guess since I am writing a letter I can't expect you to answer that, so I guess I will just write down my joke, so go ahead, say "knock knock". No, wait, I have to say "knock knock." OK.

Knock knock. Now I have to assume that if I sent this to you right now, and you were to write me back, you would say "Who's there", so I am guessing that you knew to say that, see? So now I'll be you... "Who's there?", wait, I think I hear some real knocking, I will go see who is at the door. Nope it was just a pesty woodpecker that was trying to smash through the window to get to my turnips. Apparently he didn't read the sign I had posted outside that said that I had no more turnips left. You know, what started this whole complaint letter to you.

That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I

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The babies are free to a good home, but please don't call if you own a sushi restaurant, as I couldn't bear to tell their mother of the cruel fate in store should you try and trick me like the last person, who although owning a restaurant, disguised himself as a vacuum cleaner salesman and talked me into buying one. After he left I saw the label on it "property of sushi palace". I do need to learn how to say no to traveling sales people; once I even bought an eskimo from an icebox salesman, and he promised me a free polar bear if I signed up for a year's supply of polar bear food, but I couldn't store it all in the icebox so I ended up buying three of them to fit the food. The bad part is that it became extremely cramped in my 400 ft2 apartment.

Consequently I had to look for another place to live - one that could hold three iceboxes, a polar bear and an eskimo. Do you know how hard it is to find places that let you keep eskimos? But eventually I did find a place, at the time I told myself that I would not buy stuff from a travelling salesman, but not long after, one was at the door trying to sell me door knockers because my doorbell would not work in case the power went out, and some people who use their knuckles to knock on a door don't knock loud enough to hear them knocking, which is why I needed a door knocker.

And speaking of knockers, do you want to hear my best knock knock joke? If you do, you have to let me say, "knock knock" because that's how the joke works, so you can't say "knock knock" first because then you would have to come up with a joke, and this is supposed to be my best knock knock joke, so let me know if you want me to say "knock knock", OK, but then you have to say "Who's there?" or the joke won't work the way it's supposed to, so what do you want to do? well I guess since I am writing a letter I can't expect you to answer that, so I guess I will just write down my joke, so go ahead, say "knock knock". No, wait, I have to say "knock knock." OK.

Knock knock. Now I have to assume that if I sent this to you right now, and you were to write me back, you would say "Who's there", so I am guessing that you knew to say that, see? So now I'll be you... "Who's there?", wait, I think I hear some real knocking, I will go see who is at the door. Nope it was just a pesty woodpecker that was trying to smash through the window to get to my turnips. Apparently he didn't read the sign I had posted outside that said that I had no more turnips left. You know, what started this whole complaint letter to you.

That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about

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The babies are free to a good home, but please don't call if you own a sushi restaurant, as I couldn't bear to tell their mother of the cruel fate in store should you try and trick me like the last person, who although owning a restaurant, disguised himself as a vacuum cleaner salesman and talked me into buying one. After he left I saw the label on it "property of sushi palace". I do need to learn how to say no to traveling sales people; once I even bought an eskimo from an icebox salesman, and he promised me a free polar bear if I signed up for a year's supply of polar bear food, but I couldn't store it all in the icebox so I ended up buying three of them to fit the food. The bad part is that it became extremely cramped in my 400 ft2 apartment.

Consequently I had to look for another place to live - one that could hold three iceboxes, a polar bear and an eskimo. Do you know how hard it is to find places that let you keep eskimos? But eventually I did find a place, at the time I told myself that I would not buy stuff from a travelling salesman, but not long after, one was at the door trying to sell me door knockers because my doorbell would not work in case the power went out, and some people who use their knuckles to knock on a door don't knock loud enough to hear them knocking, which is why I needed a door knocker.

And speaking of knockers, do you want to hear my best knock knock joke? If you do, you have to let me say, "knock knock" because that's how the joke works, so you can't say "knock knock" first because then you would have to come up with a joke, and this is supposed to be my best knock knock joke, so let me know if you want me to say "knock knock", OK, but then you have to say "Who's there?" or the joke won't work the way it's supposed to, so what do you want to do? well I guess since I am writing a letter I can't expect you to answer that, so I guess I will just write down my joke, so go ahead, say "knock knock". No, wait, I have to say "knock knock." OK.

Knock knock. Now I have to assume that if I sent this to you right now, and you were to write me back, you would say "Who's there", so I am guessing that you knew to say that, see? So now I'll be you... "Who's there?", wait, I think I hear some real knocking, I will go see who is at the door. Nope it was just a pesty woodpecker that was trying to smash through the window to get to my turnips. Apparently he didn't read the sign I had posted outside that said that I had no more turnips left. You know, what started this whole complaint letter to you.

That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by

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That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by using Vulcan mind control. I am on to you,

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That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by using Vulcan mind control. I am on to you, you Spock spunker, you. Just because you have on that Captain Kirk costume doesn't mean you can fool me, and in fact, I know exactly who you are, you're

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That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by using Vulcan mind control. I am on to you, you Spock spunker, you. Just because you have on that Captain Kirk costume doesn't mean you can fool me, and in fact, I know exactly who you are, you're a brain sucker from an alternate universe and you are here to destroy ours. You could not get to me and suck my brain because

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That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by using Vulcan mind control. I am on to you, you Spock spunker, you. Just because you have on that Captain Kirk costume doesn't mean you can fool me, and in fact, I know exactly who you are, you're a brain sucker from an alternate universe and you are here to destroy ours. You could not get to me and suck my brain because my conjoined twin brother and I share it, and since my brother doesn't like to share things, he took mine and won't give it back, so I really don't have a brain to suck out, but that's OK because now you can't suck out my brain, which I don't have to suck out.

However, if you are looking for something to suck out, you may want to

Ill tell you what I like mushrooms.

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That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by using Vulcan mind control. I am on to you, you Spock spunker, you. Just because you have on that Captain Kirk costume doesn't mean you can fool me, and in fact, I know exactly who you are, you're a brain sucker from an alternate universe and you are here to destroy ours. You could not get to me and suck my brain because my conjoined twin brother and I share it, and since my brother doesn't like to share things, he took mine and won't give it back, so I really don't have a brain to suck out, but that's OK because now you can't suck out my brain, which I don't have to suck out.

However, if you are looking for something to suck out, you may want to go to Freddy, it might taste a bit funny because he really likes magic mushrooms

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That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by using Vulcan mind control. I am on to you, you Spock spunker, you. Just because you have on that Captain Kirk costume doesn't mean you can fool me, and in fact, I know exactly who you are, you're a brain sucker from an alternate universe and you are here to destroy ours. You could not get to me and suck my brain because my conjoined twin brother and I share it, and since my brother doesn't like to share things, he took mine and won't give it back, so I really don't have a brain to suck out, but that's OK because now you can't suck out my brain, which I don't have to suck out.

However, if you are looking for something to suck out, you may want to go to Freddy, it might taste a bit funny because he really likes magic mushrooms, which, just as in Alice In Wonderland, can make him very small, or in some cases make him

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That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by using Vulcan mind control. I am on to you, you Spock spunker, you. Just because you have on that Captain Kirk costume doesn't mean you can fool me, and in fact, I know exactly who you are, you're a brain sucker from an alternate universe and you are here to destroy ours. You could not get to me and suck my brain because my conjoined twin brother and I share it, and since my brother doesn't like to share things, he took mine and won't give it back, so I really don't have a brain to suck out, but that's OK because now you can't suck out my brain, which I don't have to suck out.

However, if you are looking for something to suck out, you may want to go to Freddy, it might taste a bit funny because he really likes magic mushrooms, which, just as in Alice In Wonderland, can make him very small, or in some cases make him grow some extra arms or legs that fall off latter on, sometimes he even changes colour. Once he even

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That reminds me, I once was driving along a nice winding country road, lined with beautiful oak trees and flowing green pastures on each side of the road when all of a sudden I came across a very puzzling sign, which said beware of wild bore. Can someone be a bore and wild at the same time? I think not, I said to myself as I was enjoying my meal of feral pig, which I had accidently hit and killed while on that beautiful winding road the other day, which also reminds me about the time I bought a do hickey that would not work correctly and eventually turned my fish into pigs. I bought it 3 days ago, wait a minute that was what this complaint letter was supposed to be about, but you knew that, didn't you, and you tried to trick me by using Vulcan mind control. I am on to you, you Spock spunker, you. Just because you have on that Captain Kirk costume doesn't mean you can fool me, and in fact, I know exactly who you are, you're a brain sucker from an alternate universe and you are here to destroy ours. You could not get to me and suck my brain because my conjoined twin brother and I share it, and since my brother doesn't like to share things, he took mine and won't give it back, so I really don't have a brain to suck out, but that's OK because now you can't suck out my brain, which I don't have to suck out.

However, if you are looking for something to suck out, you may want to go to Freddy, it might taste a bit funny because he really likes magic mushrooms, which, just as in Alice In Wonderland, can make him very small, or in some cases make him grow some extra arms or legs that fall off latter on, sometimes he even changes colour. Once he even turned into a one-way street, but since he was going the wrong way he