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	<title>Comments on: even on drug addicts</title>
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		<title>By: Rolston</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rolston</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 16:59:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>imagine if she&#039;d bought you a tazer!</description>
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		<title>By: jb</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 03:09:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>About eight years ago my mother got me key chain pepper spray as a &quot;stocking stuffer&quot; for Christmas, which is another story in itself.  Friends placed a bet on how long it would take for me to pepper spray myself since I&#039;m so accident prone.  Six months.  While starting my car one afternoon I managed to set it off.  Luckily, it only hit my mouth and nose and missed my eyes completely.  Just as it went off, a woman happened to be passing by my open car window.  &quot;How much perfume are you wearing, lady?&quot; quickly turned into, &quot;Oh my god, I think I just pepper sprayed myself!&quot;.  I won the bet by the way... yes, I bet on myself.  &quot;If you can&#039;t laugh at yourself, you have no business laughing at others.&quot;  Another gift, this time of wisdom, from my mom.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>About eight years ago my mother got me key chain pepper spray as a &#8220;stocking stuffer&#8221; for Christmas, which is another story in itself.  Friends placed a bet on how long it would take for me to pepper spray myself since I&#8217;m so accident prone.  Six months.  While starting my car one afternoon I managed to set it off.  Luckily, it only hit my mouth and nose and missed my eyes completely.  Just as it went off, a woman happened to be passing by my open car window.  &#8220;How much perfume are you wearing, lady?&#8221; quickly turned into, &#8220;Oh my god, I think I just pepper sprayed myself!&#8221;.  I won the bet by the way&#8230; yes, I bet on myself.  &#8220;If you can&#8217;t laugh at yourself, you have no business laughing at others.&#8221;  Another gift, this time of wisdom, from my mom.</p>
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