[[Man is in the middle of the frame, talking]]
Man: You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips and there's no tenderness like before in your fingertips.
[[Man thoughtfully places his hand on his chin]]
Man: Maybe I should try your sister instead.
{{title text: Maybe there's no tenderness in her fingertips either, but at least SHE puts out.}}
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We did not invent the algorithm. The algorithm consistently finds Jesus. The algorithm killed Jeeves. The algorithm is banned in China. The algorithm is from Jersey. The algorithm constantly finds Jesus. This is not the algorithm. This is close.