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Funny, I kind of look and feel like a mainstream American.
Law abiding citizens should not have to search for a pharmacist like Rush Limbaugh looking for Hillbilly Heroin.
I'm tired of presidential bulges, frankly.
I have recently received confidential, exclusive information on par with the stained blue dress revelation.
"You don't fall in LOVE with Mr. Pussy. You use his services and then set him free." Or maybe you keep him!
NASCAR, if you're going to police the language, you should focus on the truly important words.
It's no wonder Bill Clinton was a walking heart-attack-waiting-to-happen. And I don't think it was the Big Macs that did him in, either. It was the Big Moron who wants Bill's old job.
What are the chances that Chicago's favorite celebrity-BILLIONAIRE can be considered a peer to the defendant or the other jurors? She was a better fit for the Martha Stewart jury, but alas, she's not a New Yorker.
These skills will come in handy when China decides to literally dominate the globe, after which time the Chinese will be able to sit back and go swimming or out for a quick jog any damn place they want.
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