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	<title>Comments on: Blame GTG.</title>
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		<title>By: Sterno</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sterno</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 23:42:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>OK, I read &quot;Blame GTG&quot;, and there&#039;s a still frame of a crab.

That&#039;s more information than I wanted.

WAY more information.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>OK, I read &#8220;Blame GTG&#8221;, and there&#8217;s a still frame of a crab.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s more information than I wanted.</p>
<p>WAY more information.</p>
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		<title>By: gtg</title>
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		<dc:creator>gtg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 13:00:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay. There is a story. I was up at Jen&#039;s. Her parents, she and I were all playing cards, and out of nowhere her dad started saying, &quot;Up. Butt. Coconut.&quot; We had no clue what he was talking about. He played it for us later, so I shared with Shoo.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay. There is a story. I was up at Jen&#8217;s. Her parents, she and I were all playing cards, and out of nowhere her dad started saying, &#8220;Up. Butt. Coconut.&#8221; We had no clue what he was talking about. He played it for us later, so I shared with Shoo.</p>
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