There was a young man from Nantucket...
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There was a young man from Nantucket...
" I wish to God that someone would be able to block out the voices in my head for five minutes, the voices that scream, over and over again: "Why do they come to me to die?"
I nominate Lionel Ritchie's post. People, you have 24 hours to find a competitor, or he wins Post of the Month for that.
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