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[sid] => 134245
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => That damn dog
[time] => 2007-05-09 23:49:07
[hometext] => I got the idea for this poem from National Lampoon's Vacation.
[bodytext] => When I went on a picnic, I wondered why the sandwiches were wet. I ate two of them and it was something that I'd soon regret. It was revolting and drastic. My dog wet on the picnic basket. I ate the sandwiches when my wife handed them to me. I wondered why they smelled and tasted like pee. When I learned that the sandwiches had been peed on, I threw up. I sold that damn dog that I'd had since he was a pup. When I puked my guts out, I was not pleased. I'll never again be able to eat bologna and cheese. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 7 [informant] => randyjohnson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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