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I Love The Day Date. No Wine, No Shower.

I Have A Nice Bookshelf In My Office, But Not My House. I'm Crass, But Not That Crass.

A Really Hard Laugh Is Like Sex-one Of The Ultimate Diversions Of Existence.

I Think The Answer Is We All Need A Little Help, And The Coffee's A Little Help With Everything — Social, Energy, Don't Know What To Do Next, Don't Know How To Start My Day, Don't Know How To Get Through This Afternoon, Don't Know How To Stay Alert. We Want To Do A Lot Of Stuff; We're Not In Great Shape. We Didn't Get A Good Night's Sleep. We're A Little Depressed. Coffee Solves All These Problems In One Delightful Little Cup.

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