There exists in the town in which I live a large acid using man named Pinky. Pinky was large and affluent, yet he never liked to smile for the cameras. Pinky liked to eat cheese, especially Limburger. It was always Pinky's honor to cut the cheese and make it a good day to bring a slice of Limburger to the marketplace where he liked to work as a Swedish Chef. (Bork Bork Bork Bork Bork).
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