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<title>Comment by manny1</title>
<link>http://blogcritics.org/archives/2005/09/15/162742.php#comment-242392</link>
<description>what type of car is that they drive i think its a charger</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2005 23:52:49 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>Comment by Joanie</title>
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<description>I love the choice of Amazon products here. Too freakin&#039; funny!

I&#039;m with you on the repeated &quot;premiere&quot; phenom. How many times did they show the premiere of &lt;i&gt;Lost&lt;/i&gt; last season? Like, 40 or 50, at least. Of course, the one time I miss a show will be the only occasion they choose not to play a show again.

Grrrr...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2005 04:07:23 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>Comment by Bob A. Booey</title>
<link>http://blogcritics.org/archives/2005/09/15/162742.php#comment-234626</link>
<description>You must pick me up in it for our date under the stars, Teletart. Don&#039;t forget to mouth the words &quot;Get out of my dreams, get into my car!&quot; along with the song when you pull up in front of my duplex with the tape deck blaring OK?

I must warn you, my duplex is also VERY nice and in an a complex full of VERY sexy old people who just LOVE Lionel and the young party kids who ruin their retired bliss.

My groove jet Toyota also has a slight dent where the gas cap is from when I was being Mr. Cool Guy after flirting with a girl while pumping gas and kicked the gas pump closed. I swear, they make these cars out of plastic now. I did get the girl&#039;s number despite this comically tragic scene, but she was no Teletart :) My entire moonroof is also sort of caving in for some odd reason, so the roof of my car is now slightly concave. I&#039;m afraid I can&#039;t open the moonroof for us to look at the night sky while I hold you in my arms and talk to you about TV. Will you ever forgive me, my beautiful genius?

We can leave the TV on while making passionate, passionate love on your futon.

That is all.</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 21:22:13 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>Comment by teletart</title>
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<description>There&#039;s nothing like a cassette-deck-equipped Toyota to make me swoon, Bob!  ;-)  I&#039;ve got you beat, though - I drive a dented Hyundai.  Yep, with a tape deck.  </description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 21:09:37 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>Comment by Bob A. Booey</title>
<link>http://blogcritics.org/archives/2005/09/15/162742.php#comment-234608</link>
<description>This show smells like a thrown-together network experiment to me. Let&#039;s take the two minor supporting hunks from two of our hit shows and put them on a ghost show!

But the commercials don&#039;t look horrible.
I can usually sniff out horrible from a commercial for a new show -- it just seems mediocre, but I haven&#039;t seen it, darling :)

I agree with you on the cassette tapes, my heart. I still drive a Toyota with a tape deck and I am so ghetto that I drive it with a CD adapter and countless tangled wires going to and from my Discman to the cigarette lighter and to the tape deck so that the wires become wrapped around the shift lever and almost cost me my life every second.

A cop seriously pulled me over the other night at 2 am while I was on the way home because I&#039;d been fiddling with my music contraptions to get some beats going while checking my text messages. Apparently, I&#039;d veered slightly on an empty, narrow suburban road where the cop was just looking for any human companionship and he stopped me, ran my number, and let me go with a warning. I don&#039;t blame him because most suburban cops at 2 am on a Saturday night are looking for drunk drivers, but I vowed to get a CD player in my next car. Or at least untangle my ghetto wires.

The art of the road trip &quot;mix tape&quot; isn&#039;t the same on burned CD-Rs.

As you can see, I am a man of wealth and class who drives a VERY nice ride. Are you swooning yet, Teletart?

Did you enjoy my story, dearest?

That is all.</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 21:02:34 EDT</pubDate>
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