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I went swimming today at the pool and convinced Mom that she must find me a flotation device equally as good or better than the one that Brooklyn has....[nodding off....]....one that has a....[nodding off]......a.....[nodding off]....like the... [zzzzzzzz...snoring....zzzzzzz....passed out after a morning of swimming....half-eaten bagel dangling out of mouth....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz]

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  1. CincinnatusApril 21, 2010 at 9:58 PM

    Hey, if anyone gives you flack about that sort of thing, i.e. nodding off, tell them you get it from your your uncle...the one in California...in the blue suit.

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