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I don't understand of what in the world you girls are speakin', swappin' stories 'bout shoppin' which as far as actions go, for men, is about the worst. Mutual suicides come in ahead by just a little bit. How do you gals manage to talk 'bout what to a man seems to be nothin'? Perhaps, if we, men, learned to do this as do y'all do, the world might be a better place.
Nah! Just writin' that last sentence made me feel queasy, as if I momentarily lost my balls. The feelin' that swept over me was akin to becoming, through one's accumulated angst, aware of human mortality being utterly bereft of meaning in the existential horror of our Universe.
Without humor there is but horror. Let's laugh whilst we can, it IS hella funny after all. Whew, I won't let 'dat happen again soon.
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