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I could never remember the date, although

  • I could never remember the date, although I had a photographic memory. I could still remember the luscious red roses I passed when I walked to school. But now I needed the date as
  • extra fiber for my cereal. The raisins and roses I passed with difficulty. Maybe that was why my memory was on the blink last week. The rest of my memory was perfect for Jeopardy.
  • Because my memory was a dependable Canadian man whose major showbiz move was to shave his mustache. My short term memory was
  • about as poor a memory as trying to write a story with only the previous sentence known to me. So I asked the professional Canadian moustache-barber entertainer to provide a clue
  • to help me guess the subject of the unseen sentences so I could properly finish the story. He said, “Let’s just say it’s bigger than a breadbox, can’t be programmed in Linux,
  • it doesn't like to talk much, it fancies a nice rub on the cortex, it juggles home life and recreation, it enjoys a companion for the holidays but prefers a solitary existence most
  • days, it doesn't ask questions unless you ask it to, it brings home the bacon, it gives everyone an equal round of applause, it cannot comprehend hatred, it has a taste for light
  • white wine and spredable cheese with herbs. It's favorite is whatever your favorite is. It has the warmest hands and feet to snuggle up to in winter. But the best part is it has bi
  • blical locust swarm summoning powers. Never let crops or other extraneous vegetation impede your path again! And call within the next 20 minutes, and you'll get a free pocket-pro
  • sea parter & a staff that turns into a snake. After clearing out Moses' rumpus room God could install a beaming station for the Last Judgment. He picked up the red phone's receiver
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2011-06-03 08:15:11
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2011-12-31 09:25:25

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