and more:
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to this:
Discrimination of Tea:

In response to this:
What about your reflexes?
YYY: great... one day he poured tea, burned himself with steam and reflectingly threw the cupboard out the window... O_o
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I am just going home, I hear the scream upstairs with the mates, I look upstairs, and I am flying into the tea...
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The master takes me to pour water, and I feel the smell of another cup of tea from him, well, I do it and boil.
And he looks at me in the window...
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It means putting me in the tea. They start to warm up, from such a dullness my drying dimmed... I woke up already in freedom...
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I got to throw all the cupcakes out :(
The window.
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* a pair wickedly hiccuts in the side