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08-05-2006, 04:46 PM
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Words spoken from a person that suffers from terminal constipation.
And your picks are s h i t too! Back to your cardboard box now! See you under the Cross Bronx Expressway. I'll toss you a bagel when I drive past, but you have to be awake to catch it. And, NO! For the 1000th time, I don't need my windshield cleaned. 
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