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	<title>Comments on: Yep, I&#8217;m a Good Influence</title>
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		<title>By: foradfifferentkindofgirl</title>
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		<description>I should probably be ashamed about the number of dicken rice-type dances we&#039;ve had throughout our house, but I just can&#039;t fully commit myself to the shame yet. Little kids saying curse words/rocking the unintentional entendre totally kick ass. I blame my glee in this on the fact that I can still recite the &quot;My mother&#039;s a trucker, my father&#039;s a trucker,...&quot; poem with the same enthusiasm I had as a child.</description>
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