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No, no, no, you can't go to the beach like that.

What am I supposed to do?

Yeah. - Do you even know how to do a razor?

No. - No, you want to do it?

Of course I want to do it to you. - I'll get you, I'll get you.

Yeah, you gonna pick me up?

Shave, water, foam, and I'll take care of you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

And you were just gonna go to the beach?

But guys don't like hair.

I'm not yelling, so it's okay. - You're not giving me one, are you?

Because already

I think I'll get another razor.

Well, yeah, 'cause - Yeah, he doesn't shave anymore, but you've got so much hair there.

Yeah, I'll get you some.

You got any in your bathroom right now?

Oh, okay, you got them out?

Well, I'm off.

I've got some, though I surrender, I think.

It's for guys who knock the next day, uh

I have, I don't care. - Well, yeah.

Ah.

I'll do that.

#Anyway, come on, let's go

What, but he's got nothing.

Good thing it's only 11:00, 'cause

Yeah, there.

We'd be late to go to the beach later, huh?

We're doing a season.

It's a bit of a drag.

Oh, dear.

But here's the end.

Oh, yeah!

Still, eh

Yeah, they like it there. Anyway, you gotta be careful too, 'cause he's not gonna cut you off.

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