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Bob, I think work's dirving me a little crazy.

That's a distinct possibility.

Oh, why's that?

Well, for one thing, you're talking to a goat named Bob.

Touche. I'm going to sit in a corner and play with my shoelaces.

And what a sexy goat I am! Ooh, here comes that cute little number from accounting... Where's my garbage-scented binnaca?