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“Thank you for my mail, little one. Hey, before you go…I was wondering…how did you ever get your job? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for that to be offensive. It’s just that you’re barely two feet tall and you’re going door to door delivering mail. Aren’t you exhausted at the end of the day? Those little legs of yours have to be sore as hell. I mean, can’t they at least give you a scooter? Oh, you’re a runner, huh? You like the exercise you get running around town. Makes sense. Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. Just because you didn’t break any cross country records in high school doesn’t mean you’re not really impressive. If it makes you feel any better, I can barely run at all with these huge mommy milkers I have dangling from my chest 24/7. Oops, did I make this awkward? Well, anyway, I’m impressed with your stamina. I wonder if you have stamina in…other areas.”

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“Thank you for my mail, little one. Hey, before you go…I was wondering…how did you ever get your job? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for that to be offensive. It’s just that you’re barely two feet tall and you’re going door to door delivering mail. Aren’t you exhausted at the end of the day? Those little legs of yours have to be sore as hell. I mean, can’t they at least give you a scooter? Oh, you’re a runner, huh? You like the exercise you get running around town. Makes sense. Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. Just because you didn’t break any cross country records in high school doesn’t mean you’re not really impressive. If it makes you feel any better, I can barely run at all with these huge mommy milkers I have dangling from my chest 24/7. Oops, did I make this awkward? Well, anyway, I’m impressed with your stamina. I wonder if you have stamina in…other areas.”