Let’s get the standard things out of the way. I’ve tripped going down the subway stairs, going up the subway stairs, split my pants, dropped a hotdog on my tie, spit when I’ve talked, and of course, gotten shot down for using a bad come-on-line. There’ve been farts, sneezes, and I’ve shot every drink known to man out of my nose at one time or
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