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Girl (talking on cell phone, angrily): If you want to see my boobs, it'll be $10. (Inaudible) That's right, $5 a boob.
I heard this yesterday at the cafeteria in my dorm. Pretty much everyone heard this shit.
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There is a Hand to turn the time,
Though thy Glass today be run,
Till the Light hath brought the Towers low
Find the last poor Preterite one . . .
Till the Riders sleep by ev'ry road,
All through our crippl'd Zone,
With a face in ev'ry Mountainside
And a Soul in ev'ry stone
Now Everybody -
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