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Monday, March 2, 1998
02 Mar 98
By Paul Ford
On Vacation
All I want to say, is if I ever get my hands on one of those little bastards with their long turkey basters and their sandpaper jerkoff machines I'll slaughter him. Slaughter. Stick a fork right into their vile jelly little gray eyes.