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Dang! I don't know about the rest of you, but my grandmother was the head cook / field doctor / book keeper for a logging camp in the remote wilderness some where in the Dakotas. While she could have formed a posse to protect me her beloved grandchild, she most likely would have just beaten up my attackers herself. BUT when she found out I was at fault and had lied to her -- let's just say there is not a place in the entire United States that I could have hidden to avoid her wrath.
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