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so does this mean that on my concrete job when i bend over to put a nail in a form to set it or drive a steak i have to watch out for the gestopo-pants party liberation front police?
why dont they just pass a raise for them also..
sorry you gotta understand the fact that sure it a somewhat viable bill.. hell eating a dog sounds good if you load a bunch of bullshit to go with it.. but it all comes down to this..
there has to be something more important the elected officials could be working on.. instead of this..
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