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Originally Posted by Stealth Hunter
Granted. Instead of 2 eyes, you now have 1 big one. (Here's something cool: Jimmy Carter could read over a THOUSAND words a MINUTE.)
I wish that I had more McDonald's Sweet-Tea.
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Granted. You take the last bottle of the six-pack you just drank and drain it as you walk into the living room for the game. A bulletin comes on about cyanide poisoning in all McDonald's Sweet Tea of a certain lot number. As the announcer reads the # you see it on the now empty bottle. A glance down at the inside of the cap reveals a small pinhole pointing inward just as you lose conciousness.
I wish I was surfing right now.