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I can safely say that my termite inspection was nothing like that.

And, is "termite inspection" the new slang for action in Casa de Queen? Because, while that would be funny, it would also be a little gross, because I'm sure neither you nor Gary want to think of your bits and pieces and termites at the same time.

I'll stop now.


No, that is not and has never been the term.

But it is now, and I thank you.


Hee. You're welcome. Don't say I never gave you anything.

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