"Sir, do you want another bagel?" She said holding the nearly perfect toasted egg bagel. No wonder why the bagels are always under toasted. They don't know what toasted means.
And a pox on the house of whoever asks for a different bagel when it finally does get toasted.
A pox! I say.
Fat Free NERDS…
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I hope that the remainder of your time spent this month is a plentiful
profusion of possible pleasantries and an inexhaustible influx of
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