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FatherCoughlin
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........So I had me some time after morning vespers and me heart wanted sweet revenge on that demon on me shoulder....no not Lou Cipher...far more diabolical....a pest that has been like a greenhead caught in me shorts at Crane's Beach on Independance Day......ANDY WHILLOWBY!...Sooo Me god answers me prayers...sort of, whilst perusin' me Herald I spied an ad from a poor thing named "Corey" who signed away his eternal soul to the "the three step plan"!....oh the horror!...welll....you can figure out the rest....can't put the Dominican thumbscrews dircectly to "Andy"...So...I give this poor sap call at his number in the ad...and start to bat him around like a kitten's ball of yarn. Of course me played "mickey the dunce" and let 'em go on and on 'bout all the things this mango juice claims it cures....sorry folks didn't ask if it will grow hair on me bowling ball,save that for the AVACOR guy!....wellll.... he finally gets to the finish line and asks me what I think all these benefits would be worth to me to give it a try, for a 1/2 liter that is, Well....I read the piece in the same paper 'bout Mr. Whilloby's "juice" and knew it costs more that a bottle of Dom, so I say....." Wow it cures all that!.....WOW I'll go as high as 2.99 a bottle"!...........You guessed it........"CLICK"......oh the joy of wasting 30 minutes of a brain dead dope's time.......even if I couldn't get to "Andy"!....Now....How in da $#@ing World are you NOW. Pinhead! ;D