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[title] => MS
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[bodytext] => Just kicking back in my hot tub. Wearing my birthday suit. Up popped the Loch Ness monster. I quickly had to move. No matter where I tried to turn, It stayed in front of me. There was no point in hiding, So I reached for my machete. My machete always by my side, I took one quick swing, And I felled that thing. I was happy to still be alive. Later in my bathroom, While trying to take a whiz. I reached down there And found only air. My friends now call me MS! [comments] => 0 [counter] => 64 [topic] => 7 [informant] => robert_edgar_burns [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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