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where were you...

Walking out of a freaking Target when my Mother called freaking out
 
Trying to have sex with my wife, the liberals even screwed that up.
 
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I was in 3rd grade, in parochial school, when JFK was shot. I still remember it. It was my turn to sweep out the coat closets when Sister Maurina came on the PA at 3:10 crying and said that the President had been shot. I was sitting at my desk in an engineering firm when I heard that Reagan had been shot. And now . . .
 
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