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Apr 19th, 2012, 05:29 PM
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Originally Posted by Esuohlim
I imagined you trying to sneak past them in the living room carrying knives and bottles of pills. Dad in a lounge chair looks over his newspaper, a smug and wry grin on his face, "Now, son..."
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