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Alsation
A young woman goes to the vet with her alsation dog and explains what
the problem is.
"Every time I bend over, he jumps on my back and, well, you know, does
the business. Getting something out of the fridge, putting something in
the bin, making the bed: every time I bend over, he's there humping away."
"I see" says the vet "I suppose you want him put down?"
"No, just clip his nails, please"
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