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there go all pretenses of highbrow philosophizing
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I am digging the ‘stachio!
That mustache is definitely hot stuff!
the last time I used one of those machines, instead of registering a light bulb, a boxing glove on a spring arm bolted out of the top like a cuckoo clock and slugged me in the face over and over again until the cops broke it up.