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Last night my mathematically-oriented wife informed me that my birthday today make me perfect. Apparently this is the kind of thing that would make some old dead Greek guys pretty excited. I could tell that she's been waiting for weeks to give me this great piece of information. Considering that I haven't been perfect for 22 years and I probably won't be around in another 468 years when I could reach this blissful state again, I should live it up now. I'm sure that this is just what Lou Reed was thinking of.
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So that's scary...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Posted by: James at June 23, 2007 05:52 PM
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