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“You call that six inches?” - Sharon, my first real girlfriend
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* Not actual party. I went to a Super Bowl Party this past Sunday and saw a friend I hadn't seen in almost ten years. It was good to catch…
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I'm thirty-nine years old and I still think of myself as twenty-something. I have a feeling this is what the old saying about being "young at heart" hints toward. …
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I've done it. I ordered the generic version of Rogaine. Minoxidil is the magic ingredient and it promises to restore my masculinity.
I know the negatives. It'll…
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Contestants would…
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I got a chance to see my two nephews this past weekend and as always, their innocent insight into the world proved to be enlightening. From Monkey Poop to thoughts…
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The world is an amazing place. Doctors and scientists find cures for diseases every day. We communicate through tiny waves sent to space in spectrums that we can neither see…
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I was talking with a friend the other day and he suddenly turned to me and said, "Do you smell that?" My instinctive reaction was to say, "It wasn't me,"…
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It disgusts me. The litter I see on the side of the road. Potato chip bags, aluminum cans, candy wrappers. You name it, Americans throw it out their car windows…
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Written by Ross Cavins
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Wednesday, 11 July 2007 09:20 |
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A typical conversation between an old married couple.

And wouldn't you know it ... the man isn't listening to the woman. How original and unheard of ...
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