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Bring a large briefcase to the Executive office of Randall D Randolph Regional Headquarters and ask for my finance director. All arrangements have been carefully laid out, and you should be quite happy with the results. (Grrrrrrrrrr.)
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(Shhhhhhh, you’ll ruin the property values by blabbing. Grrrrrrr.)
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That, I can do! (And quite gladly!)
Hey, wait! I’ve been had! Grrrrrrrrrr.
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(Listen, can’t you please get me out of this? Call her up and say that the bowling league has a tournament tonight, or that your cat is stuck in a tree, or that the firefighters are working on a crossword puzzle at the station and are stumped on the 8-letter words? I need this, Boss Lady! Don’t let me down! Grrrrrrr.)
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“preceptive”
I don’t think that that word means what you think it means, either that or you used the wrong word entirely. Grrrrrrr.
My reluctance stems from doubts that you can do the same things for me that a certain lady in Minnesota can do for me. (Cough, cough.)
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I . . . I . . . er, um, . . . you see, it’s just that . . . (gulp) . . . ladies and gentlemen, I m sorry, but . . . (sigh), I really need some air, . . . I am . . . I don’t know if the whole room is swaying or if that just seems to be happening . . . (I told them I wanted to see the speech ahead of time) . . . ladies and . . . I’m sorry, there’s absolutely no way I can say these words, I can’t go through with this . . . let the committee keep their plaque, I’ll just . . . I’ll just take my prize money and duck out the back way and never bother anyone here again. Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
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Fake news! This is not true Randolph D parlance, because I am no Valley Girl, so would never use either “awesome and amazing” to describe any person, but especially not that evil Livvie person! Fire the speechwriters! Off with their heads! Wait, first banish them from the Kingdom of Randallville, and then off with their heads! Grrrrrrr.
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That’s already a done deal, my Brother. Just bring Jane S along with you. I’ll clear out the guest house for you to stay in, but gee, that leaves no place at all for Jane. Hmmm, quite the dilemma, quite the dilemma. Ok, I know what to do: I have no choice but to move her into my bedroom with me! A guy‘s got to do what a guy’s got to do. (Grrrrrrr and cough, cough all in one.)
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