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Gilda the witch was out for a jog in the park one morning when a big blond guy came racing around a sharp corner and thumped right into her, knocking her down onto the path. As she got up to brush the dirt and twigs off her leggings the guy looked at her furiously, as if their collision was all her fault.

"Watch where you're going," he growled, "Karen!"

Gilda clenched her teeth, ready for an argument, but then she decided to have a little fun with this dumbass instead.

"Actually," she said, "if anybody here is a 'Karen'... it's you."

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