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There was one summer in the late 1970s when I was an itinerant carpenter. I drove up through the Willamete Valley with a table saw in the back, rolled it out to have a place to sleep at night, and in the morning I'd drive into town and load the roof rack with lumber.
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.Without freedom of speech we wouldn't know who all the idiots are. -- anonymous poster
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.Three conspiracy theorists walk into a bar --You can't say that is a coincidence.
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