Jeremy: I'm gonna go sleep, wake up early, finish this paper and print it out.
Jeremy: I got one section left and I'd like to write it when I'm nice and coherent.
Zak: you sound pretty coherent to me
Jeremy: Ping drobba ffftffftffft, inglewarp carcinoma!
Jeremy: Look that up. Google doesn't help. It's in a one-act by David Ives, called "Words, Words,
Words".
Zak: wow so even your incoherence is coherent
Zak: you sir, have high standards
Jeremy: I do. I'm a man of wealth and taste. Boogity woogity.

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