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I swear.. each time Jim says something, I felt what Moses felt on Mount Sinai.
I feel like his meds have kicked in
Sent by a free-range electronic weasel, with no sense of personal space.
You named this the Unofficial What If Thread, but then your first post said no more What Ifs? Well, which is it?
What if I eat my pop-tart into the shape of a magazine?