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We've all been there: a missed connection, an airport hotel, and all without a decent single malt scotch to wash away the fact your selling equities in Dallas...so you turn to late-night basic cable.
Presented without further comment, Mr. T's Flavor wave.
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You should cook Thanksgiving dinner on the manifold of an idling GMC Duramax LG4 diesel. This should help push up the price of oil as well as help out the folks in Detroit.
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November 25, 2008 at 07:15 PM
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