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[xangaesque]

Nothing good ever happens to me! Do you suppose it's because I never repost those bulletins and never resend those chain letters that tell me if I don't I'll have bad luck for the next ten years and be single until I'm forty-five and die that night in some sort of terrible accident or by the hands of some murderous monster? I think that's not true

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[thetownfetus]

There was an ad in Cosmo for a stuttering-fixing company, and it had a picture of Xander on it, like he was endorsing it.