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While attempting to hand Deb a piece of paper, I tripped over my own wastebasket, landed on my left knee, and twisted one or both feet.

Well done.

so what's your point?

I'm a generally unfuckwitted, liberal, not-too-generous, not-too-selfish, pathetically simple-minded, dribbling child!
What are you?
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