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Wednesday, September 04, 2002
I'm sick today. How sick you ask? Sick enough that I called in sick to work.
Now that's sick.
Oh, and on that note: the fat-slapper is working tonight. Sorry. There were no other options, I'm just that sick. I'll make it up to all of you somehow. I'm not sure what that will entail, but I'm sure you'll all think of something.
Sorry, I'm keeping the pants on.
BFF.
Craig @ 11:28 AM
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