*doing my best Stevie Wonder impression*
I feel so proud...I got my first profile rate bomb...poor baby can't handle the fact that when you pick on people who have friends around here, you're gonna get as good as you give...all this time I have been reading everybody else's journals, and listening ro them rant about people giving them a shitty rate just because they want to be an ass....
I have truly joined the ranks of the priviledged...
*sniff*
One of these days, these shitty little childish whiners are going to learn- but you know what? I somehow doubt it...
say hi for me to:
PokeMe
MENTALGRANDMA
SEDUCTIVESADIE
ERICKTHECROW
STARBURST
AMBUSH
seems a shame that one child has to have ALL these profiles just so she can run around and act like a troublesome bitch...but i guess there is no accounting for taste if you have the money, is there sugar?
My 200th entry- great milestone for me- and I gotta waste it on some two bit piece of trash like her- ah well, all's fair in love and RANTING
Let's add PeeWeeHerman and the asshole who cloned my friend, using LadyKrystalynDarkStarr as his name to harrass people- such a coward he had to hide behind someone good to do his chicken shit routine.
The Great Archives determine you to have gone by the identity:
Enid Wolf
Known in some parts of the world as:
Wraith of The Howling Wolves
The Great Archives Record:
Hot of blood and running wild with the hungry wolves.
The Vampire Name Generator
www.freewebs.com/bigemusic
wonder if THEY can work the VR meet next year...LMAO
And for everybody who ever thought of looking at those "work from home and get rich" things, take a look at this site...
http://www.myadventures.ws/
Where to Live After Retirement
You can live in Phoenix, Arizona where....
1. You are willing to park 3 blocks away because you found shade.
2. You've experienced condensation on your butt from the hot water in the
toilet bowl.
3. You can drive for 4 hours in one direction and never leave town.
4. You have over 100 recipes for Mexican food.
5. You know that " dry heat" is comparable to what hits you in the face when
you open your oven door.
6. The 4 seasons are: tolerable, hot, really hot, and ARE YOU KIDDING ME??!!
You can Live in California where...
1. You make over $250,000 and you still can't afford to buy a house.
2. The fastest part of your commute is going down your driveway.
3. You know how to eat an artichoke.
4. You drive your rented Mercedes to your neighborhood block party.
5. When someone asks you how far something is, you tell them how long it
will take to get there rather than how many miles away it is.
6. The 4 seasons are: Fire, Flood, Mud, and Drought
You can Live in New York City where...
1. You say "the city" and expect everyone to know you mean Manhattan
2. You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get from Columbus
Circle to Battery Park, but can't find Wisconsin on a map.
3. You think Central Park is "nature,"
4. You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language
makes you multi-lingual.
5. You've worn out a car horn.
6. You think eye contact is an act of aggression.
You can Live in Maine where...
1. You only have four spices: salt, pepper, ketchup, and Tabasco.
2. Halloween costumes fit over parkas.
3. You have more than one recipe for moose.
4. Sexy lingerie is anything flannel with less than eight buttons.
5. The four seasons are: winter, still winter, almost winter, and
construction.
You can Live in the Deep South where...
1. You can rent a movie and buy bait in the same store.
2. "y'all" is singular and "all y'all" is plural.
3. "He needed killin'" is a valid defense.
4. Everyone has 2 first names: Billy Bob, Jimmy Bob, Mary Sue, Betty Jean,
MARY BETH, etc.
You can live in Colorado where...
1. You carry your $3,000 mountain bike atop your $500 car.
2. You tell your husband to pick up Granola on his way home and he stops at
the day care center.
3. A pass does not involve a football or dating.
4. The top of your head is bald, but you still have a pony tail.
You can live in the Midwest where...
1. You've never met any celebrities, but the mayor knows your name.
2. Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor.
3. You have had to switch from "heat" to "A/C" on the same day.
4. You end sentences with a preposition: "Where's my coat at?"
5. When asked how your trip was to any exotic place, you say, "It was
different!"
Or You can live in Florida where..
1. You eat dinner at 3:15 in the afternoon.
2. All purchases include a coupon of some kind -- even houses and cars.
3. Everyone can recommend an excellent dermatologist.
4. Road construction never ends anywhere in the state.
5. Cars in front of you are often driven by headless people.
A redneck was stopped by a game warden in East Texas recently with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known for its
fishing.
The game warden asked the man, "Do you have a license to catch those fish?"
"Naw, sir", replied the redneck. "I ain't got none of them there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?"
"Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let 'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right back into these here ice chests and I take 'em home."
"That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that."
The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, "It's the truth Mr. Government Man. I'll show ya. It really works."
"O. K.", said the warden. "I've got to see this!"
The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited.
After several minutes, the warden says, "Well?"
"Well, what?", says the redneck.
The warden says, "When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?"
"The FISH", replied the warden!
"What fish?", replied the redneck.
Moral of the story:
We may not be as smart as some city slickers, but we ain't as dumb as some government employees...
...and I'm not talking about real sisters here...I have a brother who is an absolute waste of air and space, but have no BLOOD sisters. But you know what? Sometimes blood ISN'T thicker...
I have a Sister in law now...a lady who is 15 years my junior, who has worked hard to get herself through school, earn all her degrees, and become a teacher in a school where she can do some good here...and has done it ALL despite being a single mom. Yes she has had the help of her parents when needed, but don't we all need help once in a while? Against the odds, she has made something of herself, and in turn has the chance to help others make something of themselves. I see her struggling with the fact that she isn't quite where she wanted to be when she got to 30....and we talk, because at 44, who thought that I would have to start over from scratch? We listen to each other, and we don't judge.
I have three sisters of the heart, women who, like me, are strong willed, opinionated, determined, and self-sufficient. Women who I met, one from the other, here on VR...
One has single-handedly worked her way to having her own practice as a therapist, earning degrees and kudos for the work she has done..she has set her path, worked hard for it, and earned every drop of praise that I and her other sisters have heaped upon her, and yes, she is who she is, nothing more, nothing less...but that woman is extraordinary...
One has worked tirelessly over the years in her job as a dispatcher, then retired and has since been working selflessly to help out her family, going above and beyond the call of what most might call "family duties", and has done it without thought of recompense or payment. Not to mention that she has done it while having to deal with medical problems of her own, most of which she has chosen not to burden her friends with...but having been through some of the same tests and whatnot that she has, I have silently empathasized with her, letting her know when I could that I was there if she needed me, but giving her the space she needed to deal with this. Trust me, I have agonized along with her, worried for her, and thought of her in my prayers often...
And last but not least, is a woman who, like me, was raised in her family's business, but unlike me, made it her life's work. She has also worked tirelessly, done everything possible to take as much of the burden of running a business on her own shoulders in order to make things smoother for her family, especially for her dad. I applaud her commitment to both her family and her business, and I cheer her for the fact that even though she recently had a very difficult situation to handle, she not only handled it, she handled it with grace and style, and she did what she knew she had to do. She had something hard to do, she knew it, she did it, and she stuck by her guns....
Any woman who sticks by her family, as all of these women have done, and handles the day to day business of running businesses, practices, careers, and families deserve all the kudos, *snaps* and props we can give them- it ain't easy out there people, and most of the time, when you say "someone will take care of it" these are usually the women who do just that...
And for all of that, and for the unending support you have given to me as well, I salute you. You are women of grace, style, determination, warmth, and solidarity.
Thank you for being my friends.
I had been married for 53 years, I took a look at my wife and said,
"Sweetheart, 53 years ago, we had a cheap apartment, a cheap car,
slept on a sofa bed and watched a 13-inch black and white TV, but
I got to sleep every night with a hot 21 year-old auburn-haired gal.
Now, we have a nice house, nice car, big bed and plasma screen TV,
but I'm sleeping with a 74 year old woman. It seems to me that you
aren't holding up your side of things."
My wife is a very reasonable woman. She told me to go out and find
a hot 21 year-old auburn-haired woman, and she would make sure
that I would once again be living in a cheap apartment, driving a cheap
car, sleeping on a sofa bed and watching a 13-inch black and white TV.
Aren't older women GREAT? They really know how to solve your
mid-life crisis!
Is calling an illegal alien an "undocumented immigrant"; the same as calling a drug dealer
an "unlicensed pharmacist"??
"So use every piece of God's armor to resist the enemy whenever he attacks, and when it is all over, you will be standing up."
A friend of mine sent me an email about a yellow shirt, and how a mother and daughter used that shirt as a symbol for many things throughout their lives together...this quote from Ephesians was in the story, and I started to think...
All my life, I had been raised as a Christian by my parents...first as a Presbyterian, which I recently began to feel drawn back to because of its symbolism and ritual, much like Catholicism to me...then later as a Baptist, but I never really considered myself "denominational" per se...I believe in a higher power, I believe that everything happens for a reason, and I began to look at some of the people I have met here on VR...
People who have helped me, either through their own beliefs, their friendship, their support, their good wishes or good luck spells...people from all walks of life, religious beliefs, size, color, gender, sexual orientation, whatever, and I began to think and to wonder...
In the past year, I have had two major hurdles to contend with...getting my residency, so that I can stay with Scott here in Canada, and dealing with my stepmother and her incessant greed, filth, accusations, and lies...
There were times when I absolutely doubted my sanity, my abilities, and my strength...but I always had help when I needed it, especially from people here on VR.
I have since received my residency paperwork, as an entry further along let everyone know, and I am in the final stages of hopefully dealing with the stepmother once and for all, and I have many to thank.
In reading that line in the story of the yellow shirt, I began to think...how can one religion say that people from another religion are wrong? Is it all not belief in a higher power? Should I discount, or worse, disavow the help and spells and good thoughts these other people have given me just because they don't believe precisely the way I do?
I say NO-
I believe they are all just parts of the armor that God has given me to help me through this rather trying period in my life, all just various facets of the same power that has sustained me and supported me through the years I was sorely tried with all this.
And for this, to the denizens and and community leaders and healers and witches, pagans, practioners one and all, I say thank you- thank you for being the armor I needed when I couldn't cover myself, protect myself, or for that matter, at times couldn't even SEE myself...
Thank you for being my family- and for adding to the wonderful family I have here in my life now.
After all, like my momma always said, "God works in mysterious ways..."
Scott and I went to see Shrek the third on Sunday- in the pre movie show, this video came on, and I was instantly hooked...Scott found me the video online, and now I share it with you...enjoy...
As most of you have already figured out, the paperwork approving my residency for Canada has finally come in. The only thing left is for me to attend my "landing ceremony" and that will make it official in the eyes of the Canadian government once and for all. This is the conclusion of a year of mine and Scott's life, a good chunk of money, and a lot of sleepless nights for me. To that end, I have something I want to do.....
Tammy- when I first started thinking about all this in Florida, you sent me to the right sites, gave me support, and found phone numbers for me. When I got turned away at the border, and had to drive back to Missouri, you were there every step of the way, listening to me cry, again finding websites and phone numbers for people who could help me, and holding my hand, in spirit if not in reality. Once I finally got to Canada by flying in, and we had gotten our wedding plans arranged on the fly as it were, you and your girls were there for me, coming over from the island on a moment's notice, spending the night in a hotel (with no casino...lol) and being there for my side of the ceremony. You were kind, patient, warm, and supportive, and you did more for me than you will ever know...
In June of last year, when I had to drive back to Canada again after getting everything swapped over to my wonderful new name, you did something else for me that has come to mean the world to me...
"There's this lady on VR, she lives in Seattle, you should go introduce yourself and exlpain what's going on..."
Thus started another of my wonderful friendships here on VR. For that is when I tiptoed over to someone's profile and said very quietly "Hi, Ms. Sahahria, my name is RedQueen...I need your help..."
Ann is one of those rarest of people, someone who just wants to help, not expect something in return, not be insulted by the request, not feel put out. As the day for me to drive back to Canada rapidly approached, and my nerves grew more and more taut at the thought of possibly being refused entry at the Canadian border yet again, you offered me your home, your company, and your support in case of an emergency, you listened to my woes of trying to get to Canada and I listened to a similar story coming from you...we shared secrets, fears, aggravations, and in the end, I found a friend who is more than just the sum of her parts- and certainly more than just a place to crash in an emergency. I have found a woman of intrinsic value, subtlety, wit, charm, grace, warmth, totally twisted sense of humor, and a shrewd business woman all rolled into one.
Between the two of you, I do not know what I would have done last summer if it hadn't been for your loyalty, your support, and your friendship. You have been the pillars to which I pinned everything to keep form falling down, and I wouldn't have gotten here if it hadn't been for you.
Thank you seems very inadequate...but know that one day, when you least expect it, I fully expect to return the favor in some way...
Dear Susan Kendall,
Thank-you for giving us a detailed account of your current situation. We are sorry to hear about your difficulties as well as the timing.
On a very positive note, we are very pleased to inform you your Permanent Residence application was approved in principle, as we just learned from a status inquiry this afternoon.
CIC sent the letter to us on May 16, 2007, so it should arrive at our office shortly. This means, essentially, you have permanent residence, to be finalized by the landing ceremony, usually scheduled within 3-6 months.
As per your situation in the U.S., your dilemma is solved in that you may go to the United States if need be. If you do decide to go, there are some
important factors to consider.
1) Bring your temporary resident visa and the CIC letter (once it has arrived) approving your permanent residence.
2) Inform the officer about your length of stay and do not stay in the U.S. for a period exceeding one (ideally) or two months.
3) It is best if you have documentation regarding your case (i.e. a court order), to show the officer, thereby justifying your visit.
Again, we are happy to inform you of the news and ask that you contact us with any questions or relevant information. You can also confirm receipt of this news by phone or email. Likewise, we will be sure to let you know as soon as the letter confirming your status arrives.
Congratulations to yourself and Mr. Kendall,
Best regards,
Jessica Lee Karls
Immigration Consultant
WestCan Immigration
My famliy....
gawd you just got to love 'em...
My beloved husband has been trying for months to get me to go play golf- not just mini golf like we already do, but pitch and putt, a sort of shorter version of full scale 18 hole golf...
Ima telling you guys right here, I swing like a GIRL....really, no shit, I haven't played golf since I was in high school...
So tonight he calls me from work, tells me to call his folks and see if they want to go play golf with us as well...his dad answers the phone, I give him the highlights, we finagle details as best we can this early in the week, and he says to me "good thing we still have Judy's clubs (Scott's mother) around here- you should be able to use those....
I say back to him, straight as you please, "that's okay, according to Scott, I swing right handed...."
I hear a deep sigh on the other end of the phone, followed by this wonderful reposte:
"Great, you swing both ways, just what I needed to know..."
*snort* you gotta love Canadians....
KENTUCKY HORSE RACE PIE
The next time you get a hankering for Louisville, Kentucky Bluegrass style chocolate nut pie, don't rush out to the bakery shop or the race track.
Using all the best ingredients, you can whip up an improved version of this Kentucky Derby Day treat right in your home kitchen. So don your derby cap, rev up that mixer, and place your bet on the best pie to ever grace the winner's circle!
I recently found this recipe scribbled on a vintage manilla card, in an old recipe box straight from Louisville, Kentucky. It sat alongside a second version of the same recipe which I will also include here.
Ms. Wakefield's recipe box contained an extensive collection of hand-written treasures from Louisville, Kentucky spanning several decades beginning in the early '40's. Ms. Wakefield also had a recipe or two published in American Home Magazine.
Enjoy!
Version I:
2 eggs, slightly beaten
1 cup sugar
1/2 cup butter, melted
3 to 4 tablespoons bourbon
1/4 cup corn starch
1 cup chopped pecans
1 cup semi-sweet chocolate bits
Combine the eggs, sugar, melted butter and bourbon. Add the cornstarch to the mixture, blending in slowly.
Stir in the pecans and chocolate bits. Pour into an unbaked 9 inch pie shell.
Bake in a pre-heated 350 degree F. oven for approximately 45 minutes.
Version II:
1 1/2 cups sugar
6 tablespoons flour
6 eggs, beaten by hand
1 1/2 cups butter, melted
1/3 cup Bourbon Whiskey
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
1 1/2 cups chocolate chips, stir in
1 1/2 cups walnuts, chopped
Combine ingredients and pour into two unbaked pie shells.
Bake at 350 degrees F. for 30 minutes.
Makes two pies.
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SOUTHERN MINT JULEP
4 sprigs fresh mint leaves
1 tsp. sugar
1 1/2 jiggers bourbon whiskey
Crush mint leaves and sugar in a 12 ounce glass. Fill with cracked ice and whiskey. Stir until glass frosts. Decorate with mint sprig.
from cooks.com
Lord, if feels so good to just be able to breath deep without panicking again. I finally got in touch with my lawyer, and he has referred my case with my stepmother to the top civil lawyer in their firm- as soon as he gets up to speed on all the bullshit paperwork I had to fax last week, I will be talking to him and finding out just what my options are. It is so good to be able to let this go into someone else's hands for a bit, just so I can get a decent night's sleep for a change-
Ya'll keep good thoughts, please- I need this to work out. I so am ready for a win in my column for a change where she is concerned...
True Story from Houston Medical Center
Subject: The wedding ring
Recent story in the local paper:
A man went to the hospital to have his wedding ring cut off from his ding dong.
According to the Nurse attending, the patient's mistress found the ring in his pants pocket and she got so mad at him, she used petroleum jelly to slip the ring on his ding dong while he was asleep.
I don't know what's worse:
1) Having your mistress find out you're married.
2) Explaining to your wife how your wedding ring got on your ding dong.
3) Or finding out your ding dong fits through your wedding ring.
RedQueen
Regular Member
Favor earned: 6969
THIS IS FLORIDA AND ONLY FLORIDANS KNOW THIS...
"Down South" means Key West
"Panhandling" means going to Pensacola.
You think no-one over 70 should be allowed to drive.
Flip-flops are everyday wear.
Shoes are for business meetings and church.
No, wait, flip flops are good for church too, unless it's Easter or Christmas.
Sweet tea can be served at any meal.
An alligator once walked through your neighborhood.
You smirk when a game show's "Grand Prize" is a trip or cruise to Florida.
You measure distance in minutes.
You have a drawer full of bathing suits, and one sweatshirt.
You get annoyed at the tourists who feed seagulls.
All the local festivals are named after a fruit. (except the Zellwood Sweet Corn Festival!)
A mountain is any hill 100 feet above sea level.
You think everyone from a bigger city has a northern accent.
You know the four seasons really are: almost summer, summer, not summer but really hot, and Christmas.
It's not soda, cola, or pop...it's coke, regardless of brand or flavor
Anything under 95 is just warm.
Anything under 70 is chilly.
You've hosted a hurricane party.
You go to a theme park for an afternoon, and know when to get on the best rides.
You pass on the right and honk at the elderly.
You understand the futility of exterminating cockroaches.
You can pronounce Okeechobee, Kissimmee, Withlacoochee , Okahumpka, Weeki Wachee and Loxahatchee.
You understand why it's better to have a friend with a boat, than have a boat yourself.
Bumper stickers on the pickup in front of you include:
various fish, deer, NRA, and a confederate flag.
You were 8 before you realized they made houses without pools.
You were 12 when you first met someone who couldn't swim.
You get angry when people say "Florida isn't really part of the SOUTH."
You've worn shorts and used the A/C on Christmas.
You know what the "stingray shuffle" is, and why it's important!
Socks are only for bowling.
Orange juice from concentrate makes you vomit.
Tap water makes you vomit.
You never use an umbrella because you know the rain will be over in five minutes.
A good parking place has nothing to do with distance from the store, but has everything to do with shade.
Your winter coat is made of denim.
You can tell the difference between fire ant bites, mosquito bites and chigger bites.
You're younger than thirty but some of your friends are over 65.
You've driven through Yeehaw Junction.
You could swim before you could read.
You have to drive north to get to The South.
You know that no other grocery store can compare to Publix.
Every other house had blue roofs in 2004-2005.
You've gotten out of school early on Halloween to trick or treat before it got dark.
You know that anything under a Category 3 just isn't worth waking up for.
You dread lovebug season.
You are on a first name basis with the Hurricane list : They aren't Hurricane Charley, Hurricane Frances.....but Charley, Frances, Ivan and Jeanne.
You know what a snowbird is and you hate them.
You know why flamingos are pink.
You think a six-foot alligator is actually pretty average.
You were 12 before you ever saw snow or either you still haven't.
• Luxury must be comfortable, otherwise it is not luxury.
• Fashion has become a joke. The designers have forgotten that there are women inside the dresses. Most women dress for men and want to be admired. But they must also be able to move, to get into a car without bursting their seams! Clothes must have a natural shape
• "Where should one use perfume?" a young woman asked. "Wherever one wants to be kissed," I said.
It is never going to end- this thing is going to suck the life out of me.
I received papers in the mail, courtesy of the Court of Grady County, where my stepmother lives.
She is suing me to force me to sell Daddy's house, and give her 50%, claiming I am making things unfairly hard on her.
I offered to sell the house, with me getting 70%
I offered to let her buy my half out for $300,000
I can't do this anymore
INTERESTING FACTS....
If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.
(Hardly seems worth it.)
If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.
(Now that's more like it!)
The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out to the body to squirt blood 30 feet.
(O.M.G.!)
A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)
A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death. (Creepy.)
(I'm still not over the pig.)
Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories a hour
(Don't try this at home, maybe at work)
The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.
(Honey, I'm home. What the...?!)
The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.
(30 minutes..lucky pig! Can you imagine?)
The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.
(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a pond?)
Some lions mate over 50 times a day.
(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)
Butterflies taste with their feet.
(Something I always wanted to know.)
The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue. (Hmmmmmm.....)
Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.
(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)
Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.
(Okay, so that would be a good thing)
A cat's urine glows under a black light.
(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)
An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
( I know some people like that.)
Starfish have no brains
(I know some people like that too.)
Polar bears are left-handed.
(If they switch, they'll live a lot longer)
Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.
(What about that pig??)
Now that you know this stuff and you've smiled at least once, it's your turn to spread these crazy facts and send this to someone you want to bring a smile to, maybe even a chuckle.
In other words, send it to everyone !
(You just gotta love that pig!)
"FRIENDS" VS. "SOUTHERN" FRIENDS
FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Always bring the food.And lots of it.
FRIENDS: Will say "hello".
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will give you a big hug and a kiss. More than one.
FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Call your parents Mom and Dad, and often.
FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Cry with you. And for you.
FRIENDS: Will eat at your dinner table and leave.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will spend hours there, talking, laughing, and just being togethe r. Then do the dishes before leaving.
FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you. And most of the time know you better than you do yourself.
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds' back-ends that left you. Then walk beside you in the front of the crowd.
FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!" If you are not home they will wait.
FRIENDS: Are for a while.
SOUTHREN FRIENDS: Are for life. And then some.
FRIENDS: Might ignore this.
SOUTHERN FRIENDS: Will forward this to all their Southern Friends!
"Life is Short ... Dance Naked & Wiggle Your Butt!"
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