Brax: "What's that?"
Aunt Bop: "I need to shower."
Brax: "I want to join!"
estd two thousand and three
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Blahdy blah…this is all my opinion, powered by good and bad days with the Navy, and the adverse effects on my vodka supply. While we love paychecks courtesy of Uncle Sam, he by-no-way cares whether it causes grey hair, cirrhosis, or panic attacks…blah blah…
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