(music starts) hello, (heavy breathing) i like rusty spoons, a-a-an-and i like to touch them (laughs) the feeling of rust against my salad fingers is almost orgasmic (laughs) i must find the perfect spoon (sound of walking) (ding) (scratching) uh
h-hello there young child. i'm here to inquire about your spoooonz (shrieking) uh-huh. (heavy breathing) might i ask where you keep the spoons? i see then i must leave. but first i'd like to caress this rusty, kettle. (sound of scratching) uuh
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