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Sunday, November 7, 2010
Bellowing Rhinoceri Overhead
I fear I will be trampled. They've been at it since 6:45 a.m. Curse Daylight Savings. Fall back indeed. I think it is happy bellowing, at least. I believe I will retreat to the basement. That's what I would do if it were a tornado or a bomb.
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