Gordisms...

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My favorite author died.

He's now my favorite ghost writer.


Fred didn't do well at trivia night in the category about amphibians.

They axolotl questions he didn't know the answer to.


I’m not going to lye.

I hate unclogging drains.


Fred can't get to sleep at night because when he tries to count sheep he stops breathing.

He has sheep apnea.


Fred recently realized that he has a fetish for epiphanies.

He just came to this realization.



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