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Pussy, I farted. What else would you expect from my bot?
This column practically writes itself
Here in France, there has been a massive outbreak of flatulence. It particularly affects apologetic pet-owners and sex-addicts. “Pussy…” they say, turning sorrowfully to their favourite (ahem) fur baby, “… I farted.”
Over and over, I hear the same thing: on the radio, on TV, in podcasts.
Since this af…
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