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>Oh, boy, I apologize. My hormones are going nuts! Now, please...if you would...get the f[elephant trumpet] out of my way.
>I mean, how many times do I gotta [school bell] write 'ice cream' on this [squeak] list, before someone gets their [horse whinny] in gear, and brings home the [owl hoot]ing ice cream?!
>MAYBE I SHOULD GET A STEAK KNIFE, AND ETCH IN YOUR MOTHER[plunger] FOREHEAD! HOW HARD CAN IT [squeak-squeak] BE?! ICE! MOTHER! [drum roll]! CREAM! I GUESS THAT'S THE PRICE I PAY FOR LIVING WITH TWO [phone ring] MORONS!
