So I'm going home from work on a beautiful Spring evening. I walk to 3rd and Market and grab a bus that will take me to 11th street, a short ride to my train. I sit near the back, take out my cell phone and call my good friend Sean
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So there I was, talking to my friend Joe as I'm getting ready to leave work. For some reason, we were talking about hot girls named Monica (I don't remember why; I'm sure it made perfect sense at the time). Suddenly Joe starts screaming "Hey! HEY! ! You spit at me! Why did you do that? I did what? What? You are an insane person! you are crazy!"
Then Joe says to me "She said I defiled her!". So I said, "Well, that'll teach you to be more careful about who you defile", or something like that.
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Then Joe says to me "She said I defiled her!". So I said, "Well, that'll teach you to be more careful about who you defile", or something like that.
Then we mused that perhaps her name was Monica?
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