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Why I Can't Go Out With You:
I'd LOVE to, but...
-- I'm trying to see how long I can go without saying yes.
-- I'm attending the opening of my garage door.
-- The monsters haven't turned blue yet, and I have to eat more dots.
-- I'm converting my calendar watch from Julian to Gregorian.
-- I have to fulfill my potential.
-- I don't want to leave my comfort zone.
-- It's too close to the turn of the century.
-- I have to bleach my hare.
-- I'm worried about my vertical hold knob.
-- I left my body in my other clothes.
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"I hate the itching. But I don't mind the swelling."
-- new buzz phrase, like "Where's the Beef?" that David Letterman's trying
to get everyone to start saying
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"I'd like to know if I could compare you to a summer's day. Because --
well, June 12th was quite nice, and..."
(Wyrd Sisters)
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