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I don't trust stairs, they're always coming up to something.
My friend was cold, so I told her to stand in the corner, Why? Because the corner was 90 degrees. [I use Celsius but i get it]
There was a new magician in Mexico, he tells the audience he will disappear at the count of 3. He says "uno,dos. . ." *poof* . . . He disappeared without a tres.
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