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He paced back and forth in his Hershey-stained briefs. The muscles in his bare legs bulged out as he paraded across the carpeted floor. With arms akimbo, chin in the air, and an official Karate Kid trademarked sweatband sweeping across his forehead, Mister G was clearly the man of the house.
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