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November 20, 2005



No, dumbbell shrugs.

Well, it's probably just afeared of obsolescence.

Feel free to send it to me.

No no, you see, I was lying, or perhaps merely punning. I made no such purchase.

Did the notebook come in a blister pack?

Oh, well. Did I ever tell you that I am, in fact, shockingly gullible?

Only come by once a week, huh?

I thought it had something to do with your broken arm.

When it's a holiday weekend, yes. But otherwise I follow you around like a lovestruck puppy, Ben, you know that.

I can't find the pun. Help?

Enlightenment, perhaps.

Enlightenment. And joy at reading again of "the affected footal area".

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