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Heh, I can't get to work without driving on one of our emergency snow routes. Guess I better not get stuck. I wonder if my employer would pay for the tow if it happened.
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My dear girl, there are some things that just aren’t done. Such as, drinking Dom Perignon ’53 above the temperature of 38 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s just as bad as listening to the Beatles without earmuffs.
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