Carolina QuotesYou don't want to go to Miami. Everybody's always delighted with it--no! Listen! The temperature down there is always over ninety and the humidity--and here's the problem--is way over 100%, way. And you know how it's over 100% humidity? When you're walking down the street for five minutes thinking to yourself, "You know, I should have put deodorant on my balls." That's over a hundred. Because that's not something you'd think of on your own.
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- The White Album (2000)
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- 2000
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“You don't want to go to Miami. Everybody's always delighted …” Lewis Black. Carolina Quotes, record CQ-B54270A0B0. https://carolinaquotes.com/quote/b54270a0b0
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