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Today, I found some pork buried beneath my old baseball equipment in my backyard. So I ate the pork, nescient of its age and state. Needless to say, I vomited for 9 straight hours. The retching became so violent that my wife Charlotta had to duct-tape me to my Laz-E-Boy lifestyle unit. Life sucks!
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