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Friday Quotes!

"You may be unusually energetic today because your key planet Venus received an unexpected wake-up call from electrifying Uranus."

"Nationalism does nothing but teach you how to hate people you've never met--all of a sudden you take pride in accomplishments you had no part in whatsoever... " -Doug Stanhope

"Drink that, DENVER!"

Quiz Results: You are 48% mean
"Is the junk yard dog losing her bite?"
"Weak!"
"F you Karin--your pretty face is going to HELL!"
"Yeah it is, I might have had to spit on a homeless person but I got 67%"

At the fireworks-
"Where would patriotism be without the Chinese?"

"The phrase 'I'm not racist but...' should just be replaced with 'I'm racist AND...'"

"12 million homeowners and investors will be "underwater"--owing more than their property is worth."
"I prefer up-side-down. Makes people sound like they've gone face first into the chimney."
"yes, haha! It's like Santa says your turn wiseass..."
"An underwater house should be more fun. There should be fish, mermaids & a castle. "
"I'd way rather an underwater house with mermaids and starfish than santa laughing at my ass hangin out the chimney. Now I can't wait for my house to go underwater!"

Comments

  1. Is this a preview? ;-). You're so on top of things!

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  2. I scheduled this to post on July 10th but it strangely posted on Tuesday.

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  3. I liked seeing it early. And that exchange was my fav all week!

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