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tickle secretary to dragon Chad

Best job I never had was being tickle secretary to a pink dragon, Chad. I had twenty-six job before I met him, and believe me, they were all bad. Tickled him every hour from his tail to his gigantic fire-breathing nose. He laughed like hyena pack who had stayed all night in a bar until close. If he guffawed too hard, I had to mop up the room and well beyond too. The great news, is that Chad was good-natured and fun, never ever blue. Spending time with him was a delight, I never got tired of working with him. Now I clean up a grizzly bear with a toothache, his name is growly Jim.

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