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	<title>Comments on: Scary Monsters</title>
	<link>http://aliandcedar.com/cedar/2005/03/23/scary-saran-wrap/</link>
	<description>Yeah, so what?</description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 22:26:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>by: cedar</title>
		<link>http://aliandcedar.com/cedar/2005/03/23/scary-saran-wrap/#comment-6</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 17:05:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I'm shocked to see that someone actually reads my stuff. Nice work Mr. Fireman.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m shocked to see that someone actually reads my stuff. Nice work Mr. Fireman.
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		<title>by: Bob</title>
		<link>http://aliandcedar.com/cedar/2005/03/23/scary-saran-wrap/#comment-5</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 08:27:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Ok. I was staying at my grandmothers with Cilla, and we were in a room that connected to the basement by a door that was sealed by wet towels. We went into the room and looked at a photo album that had a picture.
In that picture we were on a college campus with a moving truck full of stuff that had somehow emptied into a big hole. And Cilla was in the makeshift kitchen part of the hole when a fire broke out. She tried to extinguish it with a towel, but I jumped down with some water and put it out.
We looked at the picture and fondly remembered.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok. I was staying at my grandmothers with Cilla, and we were in a room that connected to the basement by a door that was sealed by wet towels. We went into the room and looked at a photo album that had a picture.<br />
In that picture we were on a college campus with a moving truck full of stuff that had somehow emptied into a big hole. And Cilla was in the makeshift kitchen part of the hole when a fire broke out. She tried to extinguish it with a towel, but I jumped down with some water and put it out.<br />
We looked at the picture and fondly remembered.
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