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	<title>Comments on: Definition</title>
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	<description>In need of a pause.</description>
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		<title>By: boneman</title>
		<link>http://blog.whenthesmokeclears.us/2009/09/16/definition/comment-page-1/#comment-50401</link>
		<dc:creator>boneman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 12:02:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>hopefully this is the &quot;laughing&quot;blog I started.
Sometimes it takes the edge off of reality in a way other things can&#039;t.
Just in case my tracking link doesn&#039;t work, here&#039;s one of the entries.
I also take suggestions for the posts.
(http://hahahahahablog-boneman.blogspot.com/)

My wife was hinting
about what she wanted
for our upcoming anniversary.
She said,....
&#039;&#039;I want something shiny
that goes from 0 to 200 in about 3 seconds.&#039;&#039;


So, I bought her a scale....



And then the fight started...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hopefully this is the &#8220;laughing&#8221;blog I started.<br />
Sometimes it takes the edge off of reality in a way other things can&#8217;t.<br />
Just in case my tracking link doesn&#8217;t work, here&#8217;s one of the entries.<br />
I also take suggestions for the posts.<br />
(<a href="http://hahahahahablog-boneman.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">http://hahahahahablog-boneman.blogspot.com/</a>)</p>
<p>My wife was hinting<br />
about what she wanted<br />
for our upcoming anniversary.<br />
She said,&#8230;.<br />
&#8221;I want something shiny<br />
that goes from 0 to 200 in about 3 seconds.&#8221;</p>
<p>So, I bought her a scale&#8230;.</p>
<p>And then the fight started&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: boneman</title>
		<link>http://blog.whenthesmokeclears.us/2009/09/16/definition/comment-page-1/#comment-50399</link>
		<dc:creator>boneman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 22:37:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah...I got the heads up from Jean, an absolute trooper of a point gal!
Way better than my second ex-wife, that&#039;s for sure.
Now, that gal was a nurse. She liked her job, too. Worked in the circumcision ward.
Got to keep the tips.
&quot;Now, dang it!&quot; I said to her when i found two boxes of the things in her closet, &quot;gal! You got to get rid of those!&quot;
So, she took them to a taxidermist down the road a bit, and said, &quot;Here. Make something. Anything. I&#039;ll be back in a couple of weeks,&quot;
and, sure enough, she went back after two weeks and he charged her three hundred dollars and tossed a wallet on the desk.
&quot;WTF!?&quot; she hollers, &quot;THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS FOR A WALLET!?&quot;
He says, &quot;yeah. And, it turns into a four piece luggage set  ...when you rub it,&quot;

She paid her money, and our divorce was later that year.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah&#8230;I got the heads up from Jean, an absolute trooper of a point gal!<br />
Way better than my second ex-wife, that&#8217;s for sure.<br />
Now, that gal was a nurse. She liked her job, too. Worked in the circumcision ward.<br />
Got to keep the tips.<br />
&#8220;Now, dang it!&#8221; I said to her when i found two boxes of the things in her closet, &#8220;gal! You got to get rid of those!&#8221;<br />
So, she took them to a taxidermist down the road a bit, and said, &#8220;Here. Make something. Anything. I&#8217;ll be back in a couple of weeks,&#8221;<br />
and, sure enough, she went back after two weeks and he charged her three hundred dollars and tossed a wallet on the desk.<br />
&#8220;WTF!?&#8221; she hollers, &#8220;THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS FOR A WALLET!?&#8221;<br />
He says, &#8220;yeah. And, it turns into a four piece luggage set  &#8230;when you rub it,&#8221;</p>
<p>She paid her money, and our divorce was later that year.</p>
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