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Yeah, Pierrot, we get it.
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I said we get it.
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Work that boucle.
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Perhaps with pants next time.
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This must be one of those "smiling on the inside" clowns.
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Isn't this what you wore when you were seven and standing in front of the guest bedroom mirror pretending to be a model while staying at your great aunt Hazel's house?
Until she called out from the living room and said, "Where's my afghan?"
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It's what a neon-stripey-undead-soccer mom wears to the grocery store when she just needs to pick up some milk.
Those folks at Lion Brand must be bursting with pride.