2 nights ago, this old guy, I mean really old and big and tall and feeble, asks me where the greeting cards are at. He's also got this really hoarse voice, like when you're wheezing, but loud. It's 5am so I'm kind of bored and I help him pick one out. Says he wants one that makes noise, it has to make noise. So I'm having a hard time trying to find
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