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One day a brunnete was driving home from work, as she got out of the car she heard her blonde neighbor crying. “Oh my god, what's wrong?” the brunnete asked. “My mother just died!” said the blonde crying out. The brunnete feeling sorry for the blonde comforted her for the whole day. The next day the brunnete saw the blonde crying outside. “Now what the hell is wrong?!” said the brunnete. “Ohh, it's terrible” the blonde moaned, “my sister called, and her mom died too!” |