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Today I had an interview with Foozles Incorperated. It was really pretty blue, because this was only my 87th interview.
I wore a vile-smelling fish tie, and specially confuzzled my hair just for today. But it didn't matter, because everyone at the company wore small blue furry clothing.
I suppose I shouldn't have brought up the topic of coasters, but I did. From there on, things got really random. They asked me all about my life, and also about my fishcake. I nearly ate.
It didn't help that they kept running. I still don't know if they'll foozle me or not. I guess I'll just have to keep hiding.
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With any luck, after 23 years, you will have a random thesis. Either that, or you will be kicked out to live in the microscopic clones of evil blue-green algae where you will be forced to work as a keeper of small blue furry fish.
