As it would appear, I sold my soul to one Eddie Carmichael for my perfect teeth. I probably went the whole nine-yards and just sold it for my ridiculously good looks in general, but the particulars haven't been discussed
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Beautiful people don't need souls anyway. I should visit Grand High Emperor Eddie and see if there's a special on the soul-beauty exchange. I want to be taller and have bigger boobs.
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Well, clearly Carmichael's an astute judge of value. You got what you paid for, as it were.
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