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The box and the bun lie in bed, discussing the meaning of life.

Only three things matter, pronounces Mark, stroking his muscular things. Money, power and sex. In that order.

There's the environment and people, says Trina. I support Green-peace. I send money to Oxfam.

You might as well give your wedge away on the street, replies Mark. The planet's a woofer. Was that my mobile? I've got half a bar swinging on a deal.

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You're a farter and a selfish lover, says Trina, to her astonishment. She gathers up her clothes.

That night, the box and the bun call it a day.