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| [Smile] Well, I hope he feels better soon. This is a nice surprise. | |
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| I've worked worse gigs on a Sunday. Glad I'm outside and not cooped up in a church, no offense to churches--just not my thing. | |
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| Yeah, not my thing either, although I've heard some damned good church choirs and some soulful cantors as well. | |
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| You and the Man with the Book have this thing going. He always knows how to set you up for a last line. | |
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| No, not always, but that's what I'm here for, to make him look good. But you already look good--does that mean I don't need a punchline? | |
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