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I’m just saying that if someone is willing to kiss my butt I’d probably be willing to tell them when I last crapped.
That reminds me of a very old joke. A guy goes into a restaurant and gives his order,
“I want a steak not too thin and not too thick I want it right in the groove.
I want it not too rare and not too well done, right in the groove.
I want gravy on my potatoes not too thick and not too thin, right in the groove….
The waitress told the cook how he wanted everything right in the groove.
When the order was ready the cook told the waitress, if the customer doesn't like his meal he can just kiss my a$$ not on the right cheek not on the left but right in the groove.
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