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Why do I have to be restricted to only calling? The spare bedroom here is just going to waste.
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No, wait, I can explain. I only called Gwen to ask her for your private phone number. Your public line stays busy for too long.
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I don’t know anything about celebs and their lives.
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Didn’t one or both of them leave a relationship in order to get together?
You and I had better tread more carefully . . .
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Thank you. I’m often close to being as punctual as is humanly possible (depending on situational encumbrances or tardiness) approximately 75% of the time with half of that occurring with regularity and the remaining portion influenced by a wishy-washy calculation taking into account unforeseen circumstances that double the frequency with which unavailable delays on half a baker’s dozen unfortunately rekindled efforts at ensuring that inopportune arrivals take place beyond the scheduled or expected time frames previously set or agreed upon commencement of said activity, function, event, or tilde-related gala.
The other 25% of the time . . .
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Wow. Who’s off of whose meds?
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I know, I was joking too.
“If You Don’t Know Me By Now”
I want a divorce.
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Quit trying to wiggle out of the divorce. And I want my danged Malimony payments this time! Grrrrrrr.
Malimony is alimony paid to a man by a woman.
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I think you may have confused me with one of your other men.
I divorce Jaimie (the Canadian) every few months or so, which means that I also re-marry her time and time again. They’re all fake marriages and even faker divorces, that way I don’t have to owe her any real alimony. I’ve been withholding the Monopoly checks from her for over half a year now, ’coz she wont ac’ right.
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