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[croozin]

So, uh...what did I find out this weekend? Apparently an ex-girlfriend of mine just died of cancer. Which...kind of sad. Did not see that one coming. And not only did she get screwed out of the weekend, but also the holidays. Plus she had great tits. So, the world just lost a great pair of boobs. That's all I'm gonna say about that. Well I mean.

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[explodeyourself]

Cancer isn't com...communi... You can't catch cancer. I mean, you don't have to get checked for it, you know, unless you really, really want to.

[croozin]

So...I can't get ass cancer?

[explodeyourself]

Yeah, no, you probably still can. Just not from your...dead ex-girlfriend. And it's not really...ass cancer. It's, uh...prostate cancer. Those exams can be fucking uncomfortable.

[croozin]

Well then how does it spread? Oh my god. It's sex with animals, isn't it? God...Dammit!

Actually, it was in her lymph nodes. But, I guess it's better to be safe than sorry. Y'know? What's a little pain in the end? Probably no worse than anything else.

[explodeyourself]

Cancer spreads on its own. You can't... You can't catch it. It's not like a cold, right?

But sure, whatever, get your ass checked. Maybe you'll pick up a, uh, hot...nurse...or something.

[croozin]

Well, it's got to spread somehow. It can't just appear out of nowhere!

I...will definitely look into that.

[explodeyourself]

Actually, it can. Out of nowhere. But...something usually causes it. Like smoking. Or drinking. Or...whatever.

And yeah. You should. Sounds like your thing.

[croozin]

Or sex! See, that's exactly what I mean!

[gooddoggy]

yeah they can... I bit the shit out of a doctor for that crap.

[explodeyourself]

I know, right? I don't ever bit the guy, but... Fucker's hands are cold.