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It is, indeed, a thing. I wear something red every Friday.

I killed a couple eggs for breakfast, but that's it.

The person below me hasn't cut their grass yet this year.

My grass is dead, I built a deck last year and it hasnt recovered yet...

I seeded, but I don't think I'm gonna have to cut it till July.

Tpbm has noticed every can of chunky soup tastes the same whether it be beef, or chicken.

Ha.

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I have an ex-brother-in-law named Ed, but we don't claim him.

I had a friend named Eddie once. He was cool.

The person below me donates the dollar or whatever when asked to in a store.

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Count me out of the fitness thread. I have fits, but I'm not fit.

I do drop in on the others. The song title thread is tough for me because I generally think of the same songs over and over, usually the one before the last post. No sense creating a loop.

The person below me still has peeps "drying".

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I do. I want Ottawa to win and Montreal to lose. I want the best team eliminated.

(Peeps "drying" means that you've slit to cellophane over the box of peeps so that they will get hard and dried out. They're much better that way.)

The person below me bites their lip/cheeks a lot when eating.

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For such a simple statement, I got way too deep trying to ask myself whether or not I am.

After much pondering about what I shall have for lunch, my list of errands for the day, the playoff picture should the Wings win tomorrow, whether or not I can survive at my current job for another 13 years, whether or not to move in with my sister in my advanced age, and the promise of eternal life, I would have to say, "yes", but mostly because I can't remember past things like where I left my keys.

The person below me lives alone.

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