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We fired the art department and replaced them with an orb. It hovers about four feet off the ground and follows us around the office. Sometimes it feels like it's waiting for something. Sometimes it follows you home. Jim says it told him to dig into the dirt. It will save the company twelve dollars.
The orb has spoken. The orb is correct.
The orb says you are, somehow, rounder then it.
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-The orb
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-not the orb
It's okay, buddy. It happens to the best of us.
-Also not the orb