Here's one I got to upload -- a statue from New Orleans (I think it might have been Jackson):
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Every time I go into the bank downtown, I see a sign on the counter and feel a need to have them validate my parking. Except that I don't need it -- I just drop a quarter in a metered spot every time.
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I dread the day that it is socially unacceptable for me as an adult male to have posters in my bedroom.
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I may or may not become a rapper. Peep this:
Man, you been acting like General Petraeus, acting like you betrayed us like Benedict Arnold, gonna name some eggs for you.
Don't bite that -- I might use that.
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