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i will bless the Lord, and my soul will sing, because He has given me sweet and sour chicken in the presence of my workplace. and i will journey to the microwave, and i shall not return until the chicken is at the appropriate temperature. it shall not be too hot, that i might burn my lips, nor shall it be too cold, which is an abomination in my sight.

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