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The Help Desk ...read our rants...you'll laugh until your belly bursts and
flower pedals stream onto the floor like a red carpet for you to walk
upon. You'll cry aquatic blue aquarium tears fit for large fish to swim
about in. Or, you might just stare blankly at the screen with visions of
fluffy white marshmellow cumulis clouds whisping through the sky...but
regardless it will be time better spent than say...watching reality
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