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| At first I thought winning a baby at a Boy Scout's raffle would be great. It'd help me meet chicks and do my laundry, but all this thing does is cry. | |
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| I've decided that I can't take care of it anymore so I'm doing the only respectful thing I can think of... I'm gonna leave this baby to die in the woods. | |
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