There comes a time when every dad's gotta tell his son 'bout life. 'bout the birds and the bees and the bees likin' the birds and the birds likin' the bees. Then there's the dads who decide to talk 'bout the bees likin' the bees, when their sons ask 'em what's the damn number for the pizza delivery guy. Lo, said the father, it is time. Thus, did he
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I don't want to know what you're doing with wriggling cucumbers.
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How did you get the displeasure of meeting them?
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One girl, one guy, both lovin' the goods on Inoue.
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Ah. Lucky you.
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