At the last minute, Randy D is sent on a business trip, all the hotels are full, but your spare bedroom is available, right? ~

  That leaves you only one option . . .

I hope your bed is nice and spacious, right?

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  Meh, I know you always ignore them, no matter how many times I file them.
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  Am I just imagining it, or do you always come up with ways to thwart me?
  It’s ok, I’ll do what it takes to get to see you, Baby.  I guess I can break into that place just as easily as many of those on the inside want to break out.  Grrrrrrr. 

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  You and I will only need the Conjugal Visit Room.

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  By the way, what are the release dates for the trio in your photo? (Cough, cough.)

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  That wasn’t my fault at all. Your terrorist organization, the Vegemite Appreciation Group International Network Enterprises (colloquially known as  V.A.G.I.N.E.), slipped a few slices laced with the vile substance into my lunchbox. I was sickened to the point of hallucinating, so I can’t be taken to task for any untoward behavior I exhibited immediately after the poisoning. Grrrrrrr.

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