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Exfoliating blend, creamy lather

Specially formulated, scalp stimulation

Colloidal oatmeal, essential oil infusion

Herbal essences, organic botanicals

Rich in bioflavinoids, exquisite aromatherapy

Massage in and rinse.

Strengthening, exfoliating, moisturizing, hydrating, nourishing, refining, purifying, clarifying, replenishing, revitalizing, invigorating, penetrating, stimulating.

Fun in the shower.

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In no particular order:

1. I’m going hunting this weekend, do you want to help with the skinning?
2. I couldn’t help noticing your breasts. Mind if i squeeze them later?
3. Do you accept Jesus Christ as your savior?
4. My dog sure seems to like you. Are you down with a menage trois?
5. The tattoo? Actually, that is my prison number.
6. You totally remind me of my mother.
7. Among other things, my girl… ex-girlfriend just died and left me with 3 kids. I’m looking for something long-term and stable.
8. I look really good in a turtle-neck… and naked from the waist down… with argyle socks on.
9. My greatest talent? I have the world record for quickest clear on the final level in Doom III. And, I own every Nintendo 8-bit cartridge game ever made, all of which I have beat.
10. Yeah, I’m self-employed. I make 90 bucks a pop at the sperm bank.

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Where the bums go.

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Time to get out the Portishead.

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The Root of Hatred

Hatred is a disease. The root of hatred is anger. Anger itself is raw energy that is fresh and immediate. Anger can manifest as clarity and inspire us to make necessary changes. When anger crystallizes in an impure form it is hatred. Hatred is habitual and toxic. Hatred is learned from the people who influence our lives or it is regurgitated from past experiences.

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I often have moments of brilliance upon first waking up in the morning. This morning, I woke up and glanced over at my XPS M1330 laptop which I had placed by the side of my bed before going to sleep the following evening.

Then I saw it… Clear as day.

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It is funny how people develop pet peeves. My recent pet peeve is m’bye. Whenever I overhear somebody on their cell phone closing the call with m’bye it gives me the willies, like fingernails down the chalkboard.

Why does it bother me so much? Is it because the whole conversation preceding the m’bye sounded so fake? Is it because there is no reason to put that damn “m” in there? Maybe the “m” is used to soften the bye. It is a euphemistic bye. Bye is so sharp and poignant.

I can relate. When I feel like the bye would sound too sharp, I tend to say bye bye. That way, it doesn’t sound like, “Bye… (I hope I never have to speak to you again)”. However, I think bye bye is an accepted standard. This new m’bye crap is annoying.

What could possibly be worse than m’bye? M’BYE BYE Oh yes. The epitome of euphism. The “bye bye” prefixed with the “m”. Ouch!

I’m making an aspiration. May I never say “m’bye” or “m’bye bye” in any form of conversation closing, whether in person, on the phone or in any other context.

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