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Son, in my day I'd take that dollar and go buy a pound o' baloney and a couple loafs o' bread and still have some change left to go and shoot pool or something. But you don't just want baloney and billiards. You want all that and dancing girls and fancy walkie-talkies that shoot laser beams and flying cars. Son, we didn't have all that in my day. So? So look how I turned out. I'm fine. I did just fine without it. So? So I'm going to deprive you of it.
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Friday, August 27, 2010
The Last Word
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