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  1. I saw him go over last nite about midnite. Up here in Northern Michigan we can spot ’em. But they sure do spoil a nice evening. My neighbor thot it was a turd, but we’ve never hurd a turd yell.

  2. No fat sweat-hogs in socialism. That’s because there is no food.

    No dogs either.

    But there’s liver pies. You’ll like the liver pies.

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