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OT: In the process of packing for a move . . . guess what I found?

I'll give you a hint.

A copy of what the University paid $8 million for, and turned out to be a worthless piece of crap I wouldn't use to wipe my own arse if I was lost in the woods and dying of dysentery.

Rhymes with "Worthless Drunk Loser Hatchet Job"

oy vey, went right into the trash pile . . . 6 years later, can't believe this is what so many people hang their hats on . . .


I found a P-P article, framed 48-14.
 
I recently was cruising Route 66 on a warm summer's day. Thank goodness I had air conditioning. Ah!
Looks like a nice ride Bob, especially for cruising
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Gravity
When the feeling sucks and you can't go up
It's gravity
When the morning cries and you don't know why
It's hard to bear
With no-one to love you you're
Goin' nowhere
 
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Gravity
When the feeling's sucks and you can't go up
It's gravity
When the morning cries and you don't know why
It's hard to bear
With no-one to love you you're
Goin' nowhere
Did you write that, Outrage Bob?
 
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