"Extraordinary casualness was required to enter. Jim just didn't have it in him. Whether it was the fact that his mother primped and preened him till the age of twenty-seven using her hands and mouth as the main instruments in the process, or that he only wore the finest woolen suits. He just couldn't slump to that level. He tried to reason with the doorman, "Listen, you. Your masturbatory smirk will not stop these cleanly chewed toes that my mother slaved on for the last few hours, from entering this establishment." - Neve Campbell's Chaos Theory: An Introductory Course on Outercourse from the Master of Inter- Spacial Extracourse, Of Course. (1792)
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