Mixture Posture
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Wednesday, November 28, 2012
3.0
I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first. "I'll have the rump steak, rare, please." He said,”Aren't you worried about the mad cow?" "Nah, she can order for herself." And that's when the fight started.....
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