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	<description>shenanigans and tomfoolery throughout the world</description>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2005 18:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Are you guys lost at sea?</description>
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		<title>By: will ferrell</title>
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		<dc:creator>will ferrell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2005 02:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It was April, 1990. I was in training for the US Olympic team. My sport: Greco-Roman wrestling. My wife and I didn’t have a perfect marriage. Maybe I didn’t understand her needs. She definitely didn’t understand my passion for wrestling. She didn’t understand why Brian, my wrestling partner and I trained constantly. She didn’t understand the thrill any man would feel after grabbing a big husky guy like Brian and pinning him down the ground until he squirms and squeals like a little piglet.</description>
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