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You're about to view something that maybe terribly opinionated, about 634 cats are killed in the making of this blog, and 356 hours of PI has been done to credit this blog The insanity level and mundane level is never on par, there would be paramedics of course, if you have a housephone/hp/whichever way you feel it's most comfortable to save your own life. So eat your bibimbap while reading this ingenious blog of mine, it probably makes your stay more bearable.
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Makes me think

Today, as I sat at my father’s wake, I realized that the only reason I showed up today was to visually confirm that the man who physically abused my mother for 20 years was finally dead. MMT


Today, as I helped my son pack for his first deployment to Afghanistan, I hid notes that say, “I love you!” in the pockets of all of his clothes. I just hope the notes motivate him to return home safely. MMT

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