I'm More Interested In Hearing About The Eggs
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Will I Still Be Able To Not Exercise?
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I Hear He's Huge In Japan
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Do You Find It Painful When I Get Funky?
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If I Could Do Only One Thing Before I Died
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Wait A Minute. We're Lemurs! Lemurs!
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One Dog Talks To Another
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He Tells It Like It Is
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It Doesn't Mean I'm A Sad Clown. It Means
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An Army Lines Up For Battle
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A Lawyer Makes His Case In Front Of A Jury
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Short of dressing up as male doctors
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An Indian Chief Speaks To A Pilgrim
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If It Please The Court
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There I Go - Still Writing 'b.c.' On My Checks
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A Wife Surrounded By Beagles Addresses
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I'm A Doctor - I Can Add 'ectomy' To Any Word
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Why Can't You Ever Relax At Parties?
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With These Credit Default Swaps
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New Yorker July 7th, 2008
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When Life Gives Me Lemons
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I Said Come Alone
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Two Godzillas Talk To Each Other
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According To This
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New Yorker September 24th, 2007
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New Yorker March 31st, 2008
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I Begged Him To Get Help
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I Don't Have That In Front Of Me Right Now
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You Can Tell Us The Sound Of One Hand Clapping
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Storm's A-brewin
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I Want To See Other Hallucinations
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I Welcome The Discussion
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You're Not So Much Crying
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I'm Turning Into My Mother
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You Know, During These Debates There's Something
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New Yorker August 10th, 2009
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Hey, If You Could Take A Drug That Made
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It's Just... We're Too Lazy To Have Any
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I Can Remember When This Was All Farmland
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New Yorker April 9th, 2007
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I Keep Hoping He'll Get Tired Of That Reality
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He Just Doesn't Know What To Do With Himself #1
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How Do You Respond To Critics Who Claim You're
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New Yorker July 31st, 2006
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Mr. Stephenson Is The Subject Of A Widely
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Henceforth, We Steal From The Rich And Provide
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He's Arranged To Have His Ashes Snorted By Keith
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Will He Know What This Is Regarding?
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New Yorker February 4th, 2008
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New Yorker September 1st, 2008
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I'm Not Going To Lie
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We Did Everything We Could
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New Yorker April 21st, 2008
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You Democrats Will Never Win Back The Red States
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Didn't I Tell You Tom Was Fun?
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That's Just The Booze Listening."
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I Would Kill For Your Metabolism
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Impressive, Meyers, But Let's Stick
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No, I'm Not Trying To Make You Jealous. I Really
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What I'm About To Tell You Does Not Leave This
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At This Time I'd Like To Welcome
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Sorry, But 'cute' Isn't A Word I Just Throw
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Can I Get Back To You When There's Someone
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We're Isolating The Obesity Gene
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I Still Enjoy Running My Winery
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Let's Not Ruin This Moment By Enjoying It
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Your Moon Is In The House Of Pancakes
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