An ounce of prevention is worth more if you break it up into nickel bags.
Repression is the mother of obsession.
It's time to poop or get out of my sink.
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So there’s a 6th grade kid named Joey who has chickens and sells his eggs at the local store — all natural, free rang, etc. And he has a few chickens that lay green-blue eggs. Very cool.