I know what a dumpster meeting is. Cha-Chi used to drive me around town in his 'vette. Shred yelled at me once and kicked me out of the studio. Oedipus told me to ignore him. I used to call Albert “Cupcakes.” (He'd know why.) And thanks to Cha-Chi, my Mom has met Tony Bennett.
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