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Natalie Sztern

finally a post I can understand and agree with completely. The gurgle makes sense to me today.

Aunt Mary

YES! And in case the G Cod wonders, i'd rather have a share in such a dragster (in time for Indy?) than the mixer, in any colorway. Imagine arriving at Canoe Lake in that dragster, f'rinstance. Wayne Gretzky himself would greet me....

Marco

It's been said that in matriarchal betimes every day was mother's day. The Cod is not a grinch, but only honest and forthright in his use of the English language, i.e. the Cod calls bullshit when he sees it.

Holly

Dangit, that's actually an awesome pink, too. WHAT A WASTE OF PINK, ASSHOLES.

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