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- Pissing off the neighbors.
- You just want me to have an abortion!
- When I grow old - I want a spine made of Cantor. E...
- Now that is a funny wrinkle.
- Misery Index quietly hits highest level since 1983.
- Vettes just suck.
- Turning a "Meh" into a "Yeah".
- Lotus Evora in the wild.
- The AP is such a douche.
- The mall is everything I hate about women.
- Stupid evolution.
- Don't wiz on the .......
- Sweat equity. Oh wait. Just sweat.
- Not even 10:30 and Mr S. is already telling me to ...
- Nothing will ever be as good as you Mr B.
- Full apathy and beyond.
- Robber who broke into hair salon is beaten by its ...
- I heart sheep.
- Amazon is the new Walmart. Enemy #1.
- I blame the Statue of Liberty.
- Obama says - if everybody gets in the boat at the ...
- Because I'm dedicated.
- Dreamland Mr B.
- I don't want to hear you tell me - everything is w...
- Huh. Now that is mildly interesting.
- They ARE totally embarrassing to wear.
- I wish I could ban my in laws from sending anythin...
- One day.
- For you weekend readers.
- Bitter - party of one.
- Maybe it is finally percolating down.
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