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  under pressure, but not that cool. "JESUS CHRIST, JUST STOP YELLING! CAN'T YOU ALL JUST STOP YELLING ALREADY!"

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  middle-aged underachievers." Mr Softee hung his beautiful foam rubber head in a crude semblance of shame. "I only wanted to

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  2011-04-21 19:50:11

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  leaned forward, planted a chaste kiss on his son's forehead, and left the room. The next morning, when the boy would awake, he'd remember only the queer smell of aftershave.

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  is a pretty kid, though, you have to admit. So here's what we're going to do," she said. "Why don't *you* buy things from my family. My daughter's obviously the least pricey, so

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  Siamese twins. Look down there by your thigh. See what it connects to? My thigh! But don't worry: I've read all about this. We'll probably come up with a private language soon, and

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  2011-04-21 12:17:13

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  never go through chemotherapy again, but who was he kidding. He had his wife and kids to think about. His wife and kids who love watching him go through chemotherapy.

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  themselves. Mollie said we couldn't call it Clue anymore, but I said we *had* to call it Clue because that's what it says on the box! And I won that argument because she was dead.

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  he rolled up his sleeves and got to work. "Bobbi Barker, I think this may all work out after all." A gasp from the crowd. He looked out into the audience and

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