Professor: "The Thought Of Caressing That Leathery Hide Makes The Tapioca Rise In My Gullet" Fry

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Professor: "The thought of caressing that leathery hide makes the tapioca
rise in my gullet"
Fry: "Professor, please, the fate of the world depends on you getting to
second base with Mom."
Professor: "Very well, if cop a feel I must, then cop a feel I shall."

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