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spammed
Did you ever want to know that there are 17 uses, aside from the obvious, for dryer sheets? Do you yearn for the Irish prayer of the day? Do you need to know the definition of a True Friend, or want to read the latest American, chest-pounding poem written by "a veteran"? Me neither.
But I am being bombarded with the above-described e-mails, and many others, by a most unlikely source: my mom.
She's spamming me.
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I have learned not to sweet the little things, and pet the sweaty things
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