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December 02, 2007


Mark Robson

OK OK....Poetic license is one thing, blatant lies are another..you see, it was such a nice tale, and then the author(ess) says "I woke up having spent the night throwing up - some bug I contracted at work" come on Sal, after a night of throwing beer down your neck do you expect us to believe it was a bug you caught at work!!! self inflicted alcohol fun does not fit into that category! best wishes Mark

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