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	<title>Comments on: The Horse Story</title>
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		<title>By: Ben Tomkins</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ben Tomkins</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2011 15:49:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>To be fair, a lot of this story is in the telling.  Tell you what, if this one doesn&#039;t work try the Chinchilla story.  You&#039;ll either get the proper response or an even more profound degree of disgusted silence.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To be fair, a lot of this story is in the telling.  Tell you what, if this one doesn&#8217;t work try the Chinchilla story.  You&#8217;ll either get the proper response or an even more profound degree of disgusted silence.</p>
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		<title>By: John</title>
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		<dc:creator>John</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2011 05:12:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was in his class and remember this story well.  Whenever I re-tell it, people laugh, but almost always seem vaguely repulsed.  Not at the story, mind you, at ME.  As if they think there must be something wrong with a grown man that laughs so hard at this story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was in his class and remember this story well.  Whenever I re-tell it, people laugh, but almost always seem vaguely repulsed.  Not at the story, mind you, at ME.  As if they think there must be something wrong with a grown man that laughs so hard at this story.</p>
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