Oh, Ow, My Ow
8 September 2001
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Oh, Ow, My Ow
8 September 2001
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1:33 PM: Long long long long night owie. That's one way to sleep past noon, I guess. Think I better find another, though. Ow. And you kids knock that off! Can't you see I'm in pain here?
6:46:40 PM Happy Gigasecond!
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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