I saw a doctor the other day because of some health concerns. The doctor diagnosed me as having life. She said that I had likely contracted life from my parents having sex. The doctor told me not to worry because I would have life until I died. There is no cure.
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I stopped masturbating. I lost the instructions.
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Why are we curious?
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Overheard at a slave auction:
“Do these slaves come with their own chains?”
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Should I worry? I experience separation anxiety on garbage day when they take away my garbage.
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How can people believe what The Bible says? Bibles can’t talk.
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Do viruses worry about catching people?
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“Who put The End there?”
“I don’t know, but I think it means that we are supposed to stop.”
“Supposed to stop what?”
“Talking? Being? Our lives?”
“But I don’t feel like stopping.”
“Neither do I.”
“So let’s keep going and see wh—“