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Not a Dry Eye in the House

  We could do wheelies in the halls again
     No, no. They'd confine us to our rooms for weeks

  Yeah... Uh, we could pretend we're comatose
      Nah. They'll switch up our medicines

   Yeah. That would be brutal 
       How about another 'Best Glazed-Over Eyeball-Rolling' contest
    
    Bingo. Sounds like a winner. Gimme ten minutes to put my eyeballs
    back in their sockets       
       Sure thing. And don't forget the aqueous humors this time...

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