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And I'm still sick. Blah. Well not sick sick. Not sick enough to call in and say I'm not coming to work. So here I am. Sitting at my desk cluttered with various crossbow memorobelia. My father would be so proud. I mean no shit, there is an arrow sitting on top of my printer. Just chilling there. And a crossbow target bag on the floor. Actually now
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