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| ...but, then I said, "Hey! I could've had a V-8!" Just like in the commercials, you know. Speak-ing of funny com-mercials, what's the deal with those Coors Light ones. Frost brewed, my big fat... | |
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| ...that's the way the old ball bounces, I guess. I'm thinking that I should go to the doctor and get my arm pits ex-amined for polyps. Or, maybe I should start doing pull-ups? If, I had my way... | |
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