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My Dorito is bigger than yours.
Impossible. I’ve been growing mine since I was a kid.
It must be quite substantial by now.
It is, but it’s not the size that makes it so good; it’s the crunch and all the moans of pleasure afterward.
I’m gonna crack a window, it smells like sweat and nacho cheese in here.
Ah, the smell of love.
That isn’t love you smell.
Close enough.
I just sprayed some Febreeze.
You can do that?
Yes, I have hands.
Oh, wait a minute. Now I see what you meant. I thought you were spraying Febreeze out of your own body. Which could be kind of a cool thing if you think about it.
Save tons of money, that stuff can be pricey.