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"Ahh, so that's why it never made sense," he laughed. "It's not supposed to make sense," he nodded. "I like that they can get away with it, clever soap opera writers."
Sam was glad to hear that laugh, he would gladly look the fool to make sure his friends were having a good time. He laughed. "Brilliant right? We can work on our booty shaking routine once we're all together again," he giggled.
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