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Mop-Etta: “Do you really love me?”
Gene: “With all of my heart, because that’s what the lyrics in this song say.”
Mop-Etta: “But you understand that we can never have children because, well, I don’t have any lower organs.”
Gene: “It doesn’t matter, my floor-cleansing beauty. We can always adopt. I’m sure there’s an abandoned Swiffer out there that needs a good home. Besides, I’m probably sterile from wearing these high-waisted pants.”
Mop-Etta: “I’m so happy! And horny. Take me now and show me the man you can be. But first…”
Gene: “Yes, my bleach-scented beloved?”
Mop-Etta: “Could you shove me in that bucket over there and crank me through the wringer? There are some things in my hair that you really don’t need to know about.”
that little voice 
Thanks, Margo! I really appreciate it.
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