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Normally, I'd wonder why I was here on a Friday night, but not tonight. Kelly was bamboozled by the ten year old.....and they're upstairs watching Return of the King. Even though I'd told her this afternoon that I didn't think they were going to watch it tonight, as Kelly and I had some movies we wanted to watch. Bah.
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Miles: It tastes like the back of a f*ing L.A. school bus. Now they probably didn't de-stem, hoping for some semblance of concentration, crushed it up with leaves and mice, and then wound up with this rancid tar and turpentine bull****. F*in' Raid. Jack: Tastes pretty good to me.
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