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It's surprisingly simple, actually.

The foo walks into the bar and he qax. The bartender says, what can I do you for? The foo says, breed me daddy. The network bleeps that part out. The foo says, I'll have a beer of pint. The tomato exists. Existence is suffering. Existence is despair.

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I swear I planned to finish this but I was falling asleep and must've hit send by mistake. Can't edit or delete now.