"She sells sea shells, but who actually buys them? I prefer the rarely spoken mantra of 'I knit sweaters'."
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The ancient artifacts of comedy lie scattered here, a lone banana peel Duo parked idly by the Reflective Fountain of Unintentional chuckles.
Did you know owl vacancies are up by 157% this quarter because they're tired of nightly rap battles? Wise indeed.
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