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I saw you in Marie Callender's last week. You acted like you were the Queen of Sheba as you ran the waitress about for one trifle at a time and then complained about your fettuccine alfredo after you had gobbled down over half of it. After you conned the manager for a discount and a free dessert, you left the restaurant but didn't leave a tip. Be careful, when that college student who's working her way through med school sees you for your mammogram in a few years, she might just get the chance to return the pinch you gave her.

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