What's next?
David the swimsuit
"I mean, seriously. I am a fucking swimsuit!" the deep baritone voice of David came from the laptop screen, specifically from the swimsuit bottom which was moving accordingly with David's every word.

"David, look... I'm sorry, but that was a good idea for testing it I think! But maybe it might be even better to let the intern join this test as well, no? I mean, it might be a great idea for Carrie to possess the girl!" Jim hastily made up.
"Dude, what the fuck! Get me out of this! Immediately!" David the swimsuit shouted from inside the screen.
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