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I'd Agree With You, But Then We'd Both Be Wrong.

I'd Love To Ask How Old You Are, But Unfortunately I Know You Can't Count That High.

I'm Sorry, I'm A Little Busy. Can I Ignore You Later?

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The Art Snob Will Stand Back From A Picture At Some Distance, His Head Cocked Slightly To One Side