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Why does my scooter never start when IM in a rush, but whwnever I want to go somewhere and I have plenty of time, the damn thing starts first time?
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Why does my body wait till Friday to get sick?? Why can't I get sick on Monday so I can take some time off?
I hate being sick on the weekend! |
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Why does the one person at work keep driving people nuts and when they go to the higher ups about her they are basically told that she walks on water and can do no wrong, then the good ones end up quitting.
Why do all the men at work have to have pms at the same time, its driving me crazy Why am I leaving their moods affect me so bad that it has gotten me down in the dumps all week? |
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Why is it that women in the up of michigan are cynical of gay men and men who sleep with guns? Wht is it the manager of my grocery store doesn't seem to like me? Wht is it that some people who buy a budget taiwan scooter get upset when it won't start?
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Why do men and women continue to bash each other and complain about the other sex??? It's wasting precious time where we all could be getting busy with each other??
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Hey husky, I agree TOTALLY about the kids and the crap they pull in grocery stores. I hate it when they turn around at you while you are in line, say hi and then try to grab the stuff in your shopping cart. Sometimes I feel like pinching their precious little heads off.
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Why do people make fun of you when your sick?
All day today my drivers were making croaking sounds on the radio whenever I had to talk to one of them... then one came to my office with a can of Lysol and sprayed before he would come in....... One was singing 'Rudolph'.... |
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Why is it no one will pull my finger anymore?
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why doesn't anyone have fun with a pillow fight anymore?
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oooooohhhh I love pillow fights!
Why won't anyone come make me some chicken soup and tuck me into bed? |
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I'd tuck ya in, but by the time I got there you'd be getting up again.
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it's the thought that counts! TY
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and with that thought.... I'm going to bed......
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