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The Moxie Nerve Food Tonic
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Join Date: Mar 2001
Location: right behind you
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Mar 8th, 2004, 04:55 PM
I have very hard time remembering anything that happened betwen when I was about eighteen and now anyway.
The media relations department here is going to give me a tape. If it's anything to speak of (as opposed to edited down to about 30 seconds of me looking vacant) I'll make you a copy.
I did phone interviews for two papers today as well. Very minor, Metrowest and some Nashua NH paper. Here's the fun part. I have a fever blister on the underside of my toungue about the size of a microdot, but it feels like it's the size of a manhole cover (manhole, tee hee) so it's incredably painful to speak, and if I let my guard down at all I hold my tongue still and sound like a drunken retard.
A DRUNKEN RETARD TALKING ABOUT SPECIAL RELATIVITY!
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