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	<title>Comments on: Happy 45th day of the year</title>
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		<title>By: babychaos</title>
		<link>http://stillcheckingfornits.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-45th-day-of-the-year/#comment-93</link>
		<dc:creator>babychaos</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 19:50:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>She was a true, blue, dyed-in-the-wool bitch!

Cheers

BC</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She was a true, blue, dyed-in-the-wool bitch!</p>
<p>Cheers</p>
<p>BC</p>
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		<title>By: flyingrowan</title>
		<link>http://stillcheckingfornits.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-45th-day-of-the-year/#comment-92</link>
		<dc:creator>flyingrowan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 20:31:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jesus what a cow. That&#039;s the kind of person I&#039;d like to take the piss out of for the rest of their lives.  Or until they got sick of it and moved away from me.  

Ta BC</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jesus what a cow. That&#8217;s the kind of person I&#8217;d like to take the piss out of for the rest of their lives.  Or until they got sick of it and moved away from me.  </p>
<p>Ta BC</p>
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		<title>By: babychaos</title>
		<link>http://stillcheckingfornits.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-45th-day-of-the-year/#comment-91</link>
		<dc:creator>babychaos</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2008 18:12:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember once, a girl at work throwing a complete cop because her boyfriend sent her a bunch of white lillies (as requested by her) at HOME (because he thought she wouldn&#039;t want to have them at work in case they got damaged when she took them home on the tube.  

Check this, she threw a loop and sent him to Coventry because she didn&#039;t give a toss about the flowers or the gesture, what she wanted was other people at work to see her flowers and be envious and then for more people to see them when she carried them home on the tube.  

Yep, it&#039;s just another sodding stick for those pretty, vacuous (and often shitty and mean) women who make no social effort because they don&#039;t have to to beat the rest of us over the head with.  It was purgatory at school, I hated it and I still loathe it with a passion!  Commercialist shite!

Cheers

BC</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember once, a girl at work throwing a complete cop because her boyfriend sent her a bunch of white lillies (as requested by her) at HOME (because he thought she wouldn&#8217;t want to have them at work in case they got damaged when she took them home on the tube.  </p>
<p>Check this, she threw a loop and sent him to Coventry because she didn&#8217;t give a toss about the flowers or the gesture, what she wanted was other people at work to see her flowers and be envious and then for more people to see them when she carried them home on the tube.  </p>
<p>Yep, it&#8217;s just another sodding stick for those pretty, vacuous (and often shitty and mean) women who make no social effort because they don&#8217;t have to to beat the rest of us over the head with.  It was purgatory at school, I hated it and I still loathe it with a passion!  Commercialist shite!</p>
<p>Cheers</p>
<p>BC</p>
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		<title>By: flyingrowan</title>
		<link>http://stillcheckingfornits.wordpress.com/2008/02/14/happy-45th-day-of-the-year/#comment-90</link>
		<dc:creator>flyingrowan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 18:34:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah! heh.  Though I&#039;m glad I don&#039;t know anyone who&#039;s competitive about the day..</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah! heh.  Though I&#8217;m glad I don&#8217;t know anyone who&#8217;s competitive about the day..</p>
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		<title>By: 16 beats</title>
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		<dc:creator>16 beats</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 16:43:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i&#039;ve found that on top of it&#039;s obvious commercialism, the lack of romantacism shown by women is all because valentine&#039;s day is nothing more than a competition (between women) of who&#039;s got the &#039;best boyfriend&#039;, or in most cases, who&#039;s boyfriend bought them the biggest teddy with the loveheart in its paws. from co-op. and even if you&#039;re in a couple and are fully aware of the battle of the boyfriends that will inevitably take place in your nearest clinton&#039;s cards you won&#039;t be able to help getting drawn into it, especially if you&#039;re of a competitive nature. (which, I&#039;m sad to say, I am..)   
let valentine&#039;s day be renamed to &#039;stay in bed and have a curry day&#039; so that it can apply to all, and we can all have a bloody nice supper.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i&#8217;ve found that on top of it&#8217;s obvious commercialism, the lack of romantacism shown by women is all because valentine&#8217;s day is nothing more than a competition (between women) of who&#8217;s got the &#8216;best boyfriend&#8217;, or in most cases, who&#8217;s boyfriend bought them the biggest teddy with the loveheart in its paws. from co-op. and even if you&#8217;re in a couple and are fully aware of the battle of the boyfriends that will inevitably take place in your nearest clinton&#8217;s cards you won&#8217;t be able to help getting drawn into it, especially if you&#8217;re of a competitive nature. (which, I&#8217;m sad to say, I am..)<br />
let valentine&#8217;s day be renamed to &#8217;stay in bed and have a curry day&#8217; so that it can apply to all, and we can all have a bloody nice supper.</p>
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