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Andrea is a friend of mine. We have interesting conversations. At her request, I'm including one such conversation. Andrea: When the zombies invade, I'm coming over to your house. Ian: Why? Andrea: Because you live on the third floor. Zombies can't get in if we get rid of the stairs. Ian: You know, a vampire could totally kill a zombie. Zombies don't stand a chance against Vampires. Andrea: Vampires aren't real! Ian: Neither are zombies. Andrea: They are too! They're real! Ian: No they're not. How do you like my new back massage thingy? Andrea: I dunno. I haven't tried it yet. Ian: It's awesome. (Ian sits down on the back massage thingy.) I'm going to name it Fabio. Andrea: I wanna sit on Fabio! Ian: Oh, Fabio! You know exactly where to rub me! Andrea: Let me sit on Fabio, damnit! Ian: Not until you admit that vampires are way cooler than zombies. Zombies are stupid. Andrea: Fuck you! Ian: No thanks. That's what Fabio is for.
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