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            <title>trying to post my first generation heppo (no replies)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ ok let see......yippeee!]]></description>
            <dc:creator>sandiegoheppoMELLY</dc:creator>
            <category>Play Board</category>
            <pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 15:25:17 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>Being a Heppo Can be a Problem Sometimes- (no replies)</title>
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            <dc:creator>lily</dc:creator>
            <category>Play Board</category>
            <pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2010 19:50:00 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>Going Hunting (no replies)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ Jack and his buddies were discussing an upcoming hunting trip. Unfortunately, Jack had to tell them that he couldn't go this time because his wife wouldn't let him. After a lot of teasing and name calling, Jack headed home, depressed. <br />
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Later on when Jack's buddies arrived at the hunting camp, they were shocked to see Jack. He was already there with a cold beer in hand, burgers cooking on the grille, gun cleaned and loaded, and a camp fire glowing. <br />
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&quot;How did you talk your missus into letting you come, Jack?&quot; <br />
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&quot;I didn't have to,&quot; Jack replied. <br />
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&quot;When I left you guys, I went home and slumped down in my chair with a brew to drown my sorrows. Then Bernice snuck up behind me, covered my eyes, and said, 'Surprise.'&quot; <br />
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&quot;When I peeled her hands back, she was standing there in a beautiful see-through nightie and said, 'Carry me into the bedroom, tie me to the bed, and you can do whatever you want!'&quot; <br />
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&quot;So, HERE I AM!&quot;]]></description>
            <dc:creator>rocky</dc:creator>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 09:13:40 -0700</pubDate>
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            <title>Dead Dog (no replies)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[ A man runs into the vet’s office carrying his dog, screaming for help. The vet rushes him back to an examination room and has him put his dog down on the examination table. The vet examines the still, limp body and after a few moments, tells the man that his dog, regrettably, is dead. The man, clearly agitated and not willing to accept this, demands a second opinion.<br />
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The vet goes into the back room and comes out with a cat and puts the cat down next to the dog’s body. The cat sniffs the body, walks from head to tail, poking and sniffing the dog’s body and finally looks at the vet and meows.<br />
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The vet looks at the man and says, “I’m sorry, but the cat thinks that you’re dog is dead, too.” The man is still unwilling to accept that his dog is dead. So the vet brings in a black Labrador retriever. The lab sniffs the body, walks from head to tail, and finally looks at the vet and barks. The vet looks at the man and says, “I’m sorry, but the lab thinks your dog is dead too.”<br />
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The man, finally resigned to the diagnosis, thanks the vet and asks how much he owes. The vet answers, “$650.”<br />
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“$650 to tell me my dog is dead?” exclaims the man.<br />
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“Well,” the vet replies, “I would only have charged you $50 for my initial diagnosis. The additional $600 was for the cat scan and lab tests.]]></description>
            <dc:creator>seok</dc:creator>
            <category>Play Board</category>
            <pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 07:52:50 -0700</pubDate>
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