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Keeping A Stiff Upper Lip
Rigor mortis does a fine job of it.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Rrrr?
Q: I thought you said you were getting dressed?
A: I did. I put on a bra.
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AAAAIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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