Oh Come ON You Guise.

I am sore disappointed in the turnout.

Go here immediately and answer my questions!

While you do so, I will tell the rest of you a story.

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Once, when I was about six, my brother was taking Tae Kwon Do classes. I always tagged along. We got to know a few of the other families that sat on the benches watching. One of them was the family of Lance Max Fishback. (Would YOU ever forget that name?)

Anyway, one day Lance Max Fishback's mother offered me a carrot. A whole, unpeeled carrot (a whole, unpeeled, and possibly unwashed carrot, judging by the unmistakeable flavor of dirt). She handed it to me with her bare hands. I ate it.

AND I SURVIVED!!

But the horror lingers to this day.

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OK. So I expect that by now you have GONE HERE and have made your self known.

Thank you,
The Management

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Edit: I'm proud of you. You came through.