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	<title>Comments on: Analyze this: a test you can&#8217;t study for</title>
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	<description>I live in Las Vegas. This is my life.</description>
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		<title>By: Dad</title>
		<link>http://larsvargas.com/2005/11/15/analyze-this-a-test-you-cant-study-for/comment-page-1/#comment-19</link>
		<dc:creator>Dad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2005 09:10:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>NOW CHILDREN, STOP THE &quot;JERKING AROUND&quot; AND  GET ME A GRANDCHILD OR 2 OR 3 OR 4 SO  STEP MRS. CAN BE A GRANDMOTHER VARGAS !!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>NOW CHILDREN, STOP THE &#8220;JERKING AROUND&#8221; AND  GET ME A GRANDCHILD OR 2 OR 3 OR 4 SO  STEP MRS. CAN BE A GRANDMOTHER VARGAS !!!</p>
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		<title>By: LarsVargas</title>
		<link>http://larsvargas.com/2005/11/15/analyze-this-a-test-you-cant-study-for/comment-page-1/#comment-16</link>
		<dc:creator>LarsVargas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2005 06:14:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh yeah, like anyone forced you to read this story. There are at least 20 others on the site right now ... and you complain about this one.

Just be happy I wasn&#039;t thinking about you during parts of that story! How &#039;bout DEM apples? :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh yeah, like anyone forced you to read this story. There are at least 20 others on the site right now &#8230; and you complain about this one.</p>
<p>Just be happy I wasn&#8217;t thinking about you during parts of that story! How &#8217;bout DEM apples? <img src='http://larsvargas.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Special K</title>
		<link>http://larsvargas.com/2005/11/15/analyze-this-a-test-you-cant-study-for/comment-page-1/#comment-15</link>
		<dc:creator>Special K</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 23:08:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ok, this is just way too much TMI for your SISTER!  Dad told me about your site - thanks- Dad!  Now I cannot get the visuals out of my mind - I am now blind!  Thank god I have a seeing eye cat, Max.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok, this is just way too much TMI for your SISTER!  Dad told me about your site &#8211; thanks- Dad!  Now I cannot get the visuals out of my mind &#8211; I am now blind!  Thank god I have a seeing eye cat, Max.</p>
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		<title>By: Kevin W</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kevin W</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2005 23:57:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dude, after I picked myself up off the floor for the 87th time, I realized it took a lot of cojones(pun intended) to not only take the test, but to write about it. Hope you score high!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dude, after I picked myself up off the floor for the 87th time, I realized it took a lot of cojones(pun intended) to not only take the test, but to write about it. Hope you score high!!!</p>
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		<title>By: lmednick</title>
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		<dc:creator>lmednick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2005 15:07:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Uhhh... Uhhh... Cool, like he said.
Mr. Vargas. Sometimes, stories, though very entertaining, may have just a bit TMI.

Well, if nothing else, you got this off your chest, or off your... chest. Like I said. 
You&#039;re right. When you get to a certain age, the glories of jumping into bed for a quick solo afternoon delight disappear in favor of turning on the tv and relaxing. Granted, some things do take place naturally and my up bringing, thank G*d, has not instilled a guilt about masterbation. Though, society has. 

There can be so many conversations that can spring from this story. I can comment on your last sight as you entered the bathroom. On almost all TV shows, they supply a magazine. Even in King of The Hill, Hank requested a magazine!  But you got bubkas. 

Several years ago, I had to go under the knife. My appendix was bursting. To make a funny long story short. When I was in the recovery room, the first morning after my surgery. I saw my first nurse.  Like any single guy in his late 20s that&#039;s never been in the hospital since birth, you imagine a hospital to be like you see on TV. Nice, good looking girls tending to your every need...
I opened my eyes to see some guy in a nurse uniform.
Apparently I died and was in hell!
This hospital, though it had fantastic service, had some of the most G*d awfull looking nurses!  No masterbation for this guy. No imagination could make what I saw make me want to play with the ol&#039; salami!

Oh right, what was I talking about. Yes, and after you tighten the oil filter about 1 to 1.5 times revolutions after the gasket makes contact, you are done. Refill the crankcase with the appropriate stated amount of oil and start the engine. 

That&#039;s how simple changing your own oil can be.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Uhhh&#8230; Uhhh&#8230; Cool, like he said.<br />
Mr. Vargas. Sometimes, stories, though very entertaining, may have just a bit TMI.</p>
<p>Well, if nothing else, you got this off your chest, or off your&#8230; chest. Like I said.<br />
You&#8217;re right. When you get to a certain age, the glories of jumping into bed for a quick solo afternoon delight disappear in favor of turning on the tv and relaxing. Granted, some things do take place naturally and my up bringing, thank G*d, has not instilled a guilt about masterbation. Though, society has. </p>
<p>There can be so many conversations that can spring from this story. I can comment on your last sight as you entered the bathroom. On almost all TV shows, they supply a magazine. Even in King of The Hill, Hank requested a magazine!  But you got bubkas. </p>
<p>Several years ago, I had to go under the knife. My appendix was bursting. To make a funny long story short. When I was in the recovery room, the first morning after my surgery. I saw my first nurse.  Like any single guy in his late 20s that&#8217;s never been in the hospital since birth, you imagine a hospital to be like you see on TV. Nice, good looking girls tending to your every need&#8230;<br />
I opened my eyes to see some guy in a nurse uniform.<br />
Apparently I died and was in hell!<br />
This hospital, though it had fantastic service, had some of the most G*d awfull looking nurses!  No masterbation for this guy. No imagination could make what I saw make me want to play with the ol&#8217; salami!</p>
<p>Oh right, what was I talking about. Yes, and after you tighten the oil filter about 1 to 1.5 times revolutions after the gasket makes contact, you are done. Refill the crankcase with the appropriate stated amount of oil and start the engine. </p>
<p>That&#8217;s how simple changing your own oil can be.</p>
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