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20 minutes into my vacation. Someone asked me what I did for a living, and I had to think about it.
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Suck It
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Cool my Merlot Bro-ugham...wish I WAS already at the spot, but I have to wait til August
and THEN wait a few extra days INTO August before I can sit in a Appalachian stream with a Cohiba Panatela, all the while reflecting on the simple joy of family, a good cigar, and the utter lack of any-where to be or thing to do. |
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Resident Maduro Whore!!
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Enjoy that down time Brad.
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I get screaming kids on an airplane, what I don't get is parents that make no effort what so ever to control them
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