Shamon: Do you have any tennis balls?
Co-worker: Yeah.
Shamon: Can I have one to sit on? My back is killing me.
Co-worker: Sure.
Shamon: Are you sure you don't mind?
Co-worker: Yeah, I mean, you can keep it. I don't want it back.
Shamon: Ahhh...I'm so offended. I zorry; I'll replace it.
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