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December 14, 2003

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Kelly

Oh my God. When my husband was in the air force-back when he was in his early 20's, he and his best friend would go to Chuck E. Cheese for the beer. They'd get kind of loaded up on cheep pitchers of MGD and eat pizza and get up in the play equipment and terrorize the kids.

Now he has to spend every day with my son.

Hahahahahahahahahah!

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