well, i for one certainly give a fuck about an oxford comma

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As previously reported here, I have been working for a month now in the box office of a plucky old regional theatre box office. My training sessions were scattered across a whole month, but for the past two weeks I have been counted as a Regular Employee. Of course, I still panic over just about every order and forget how to do basic services for

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[emma_elicit]

The boys had to save us girls many times from the Beetles of Destruction during our time at Olney. One flew down my cleavage WHILE I WAS ONSTAGE during one show. Then Adam had to save us from Aragog who showed up in our dressing room after a show one night. Seriously that was the biggest spider I've ever seen.