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Wimmen, always gettin' mushy about Ben-Gay! If there's anything a fella hates it's BEN-GAY-WISE wimmin!
Note what he's carrying: a MISERY KIT. Wonder if he ever leaves it behind and has to sneak back, abashed, and retrieve it, only to discover the humans replaced everything with blunt objects made of rubber, and smeared everything in Ben-Gay. He'd be out of work. The union couldn't help him.
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