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It was a gray dreary day in November.
The only thing I had to do was go vote.
And so my journey began.
Upon cranking my car I realized that *someone* had left the interior light on.
So my battery was dead.
"No problem," I thought.
"I'll just see if my coworker, Sarah, can pick me up."
I called Sarah.
That bitch screened my call!
I know she's there.
I call again.
Then I leave her a message.
"Sarah, first let me say that the loaded boy with wings in fact DID wave to me, secondly
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