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<Equiv> I once thought as a child that if I could whistle well then life would be complete and worth living.
<Equiv> Then I realized that I can't whistle at all.
<Equiv> When I see a beautiful and intelligent girl dating a random idiot I sometimes writhe with nefarious intent and maleficent evil--until I realize that perhaps the random idiot in question can whistle very well, and it is his secret talent, and he has whistled for her, and that is why she stays with him. |