I guess so. But that's the kind of thing that leads to starvation. *Xander weighs these options.* Starvation. Syphillis. Starvation. Syphillis. Tough choices.
Oh, it doesn't stop syphilis, *Meg assures him.* Just pregnancy. But if you get pregnant you lose your job and starve anyways, so. Syphilis you just sort of hope people don't have it.
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I thought those WORKED. *He gulps.*
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Syphilis has a cure?
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*Xander shrugs.* Oh well. I'm sure your days will be peppered with other scientific advances.
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*Yes, he's spent too much time with Willow.*
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wait, you know what, that's too close to the truth. Er, it's kind of nice about that whole indoor plumbing thing?
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*This mun? Foreshadowing like a mofo? Nah.*
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Yeah. Can't say I've ever had cholera, but I'm betting it's un-good.
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*He yawns.* Hey, Meg, I think I'm gonna go upstairs now. Sleep well.
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*Meg wanders off to fall in bad water somewhere.*
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talk to Satansit with a quiet cup of cocoa.*