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Yes, I see that you are overly obsessed with the point of the medical table. We are getting so bored of your distracting medical tactics. We are not experiencing any serious symptoms at present that would require of such an extreme diagnostic tool. The Mucinex or Sudafed will be sufficient for the common cold. Why can't you just post a warning sign so that persons do not inadvertently touch that without an authorized medical prescription and medical research project or something of that nature?

And what about the other 10 or so tables? What else is there that nobody is talking about? I cannot say that it would not be interesting to learn more about what else there is to learn about that, even if that means skipping the medical part. Medical school was never one of my personal life and career goals, so I am not particularly averse to the notion of not doing the medical table.

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Yes, we certainly do not wish to pick arguments with the Royal Academy of the Spanish Language. If you are going to insist on using these crudities in public life, you might want to think about putting that in Italics or adding an explanatory note or footnote, because otherwise people might get confused about that. Nobody said anything about slitting your throat if you forget to do the right thing, but, well, if you insist perhaps we could ask the higher authorities about that, because that sort of law enforcement is way out of our pay grade.

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Yes, what was Beverly thinking when she married that horribly detestable creep from whom she is now divorced? Much less do I care about meeting his horrid cousins of various descriptions who lurk about in the shadows working their mischief. How do we politely tell those people that their only door was Beverly. What did they do with Beverly? That is the only question of relevance in the matter. They are not invited to my life. They only get Beverly.

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Yes, I would like avoid unnecessary and irrelevant confrontations with Beverly's horrible swinging in-laws, especially in view of the fact that I am on the right side and they are all on the wrong side, at the risk of sounding hypocritical, not that I would not share my brilliant insights with everyone on the planet, but they will not listen to me so I would just be wasting everybody's time to even try to do something about that.

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Yes, I am not unaware that after we start referring all of the questions to Susie again, that she will have opportunity once again to perpetuate that myth of me being overly antagonistic, when actually I simply avoid you, avoid extraneous and irrelevant confrontations, because there is no law requiring me to agree with whatever you say. I reserve the right to have my own opinion sometimes and not to be a mere clone of somebody else.

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Yes, how do we politely tell that nasty little witch that she ain't got nothing on me. It is actually she who is fallen way too low for anyone to care about that. But I digress.

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Thus, I will never ever need the "help" of the mentally retarded bimbos of "It." Get off my back, you stupid idiots of "It." We did not realize during the college the depths of your abysmal stupidity, but now that you have made it so clear, unsolicted by us, even more so do we disdain to socialize with Beverly's mentally retarded idiotic in-laws.