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The Cellar: The weight-loss suppliment in Sally Struther's purse.
The Cellar: We fart in your general direction.
The Cellar: The scared child in Michael Jackson's closet.
The Cellar: WWWWWHHHHHAAAAAZZZZZUUUUUPPPPP?!?!?!?!
And, finally, for my fellow O&A pests--
The Cellar: Your Moms Box
I don't expect any to be picked, but I figured I try...
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We must all go through a rite of passage. It must be physical, it must be painful, and it must leave a mark.
I have no knowledge of the events which you are describing, and if I did have knowledge of them,
I would be unable to discuss them with you now or at any future period.
 
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
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