I'm at work this morning, and a client with a huge bloodhound goes into an exam room. Unremarkable lady. Nothing awesome or horrid about her, just a client, nothing about her stands out to me, but her dog's nifty. As soon as the door shuts, Donna says to me: "Do you think that lady's hot?" Startled, I turn around to looked at her with a puzzled
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