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If you call my dad’s cell phone and it goes to his voice mail, you’ll hear a recording of him singing the following in a cheesy voice:
“I’m too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt; so sexy it hurts. I’ll put my shirt on and call you right back.”
Is it weird that I want to call your dad so I can hear that and laugh forever?
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It’s official…
I can’t be on here in the library for risk of disruptive outbursts of laughter.
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