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that's some stuff isn't it.when i was in school if you got into a fight the vice principal put both fighters in the gym with boxing gloves to hash it out. i'll bet that would go over big today.
on a side note, fifty years ago- i was stumbling around, drooling, babbling incoherently and crapping my pants. sounds a lot like any friday night in 2008,
except fifty years ago i was one.
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