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Monday, April 11, 2005

Uuuhhh, okay

After figuring out the answer to a problem with the ever-so-trouble-causing for a co-worker, I sarcastically asked, "who do you love?", to which she replied, straight-faced, mind you, "Jesus". I gotta go home.


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