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       "How is work Dilbert?" "Well, mom..." "I'm like a fly stuck in a thick
       tar of despair." "Incompetence hangs in the air like the cold stench
       of death." "I'm drowning, and monkeys dressed as lifeguards are
       throwing me anvils." "My job has convinced me that life is a stale
       joke with no punch line." "I long for the comfort of the grave." "Next
       time just say 'it's fine.'" "I enjoy our talks." "It's fine."
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