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	<description>Found the bike. Not changing the title.</description>
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		<title>By: Srah</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/nice-girl/#comment-17005</link>
		<dc:creator>Srah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 17:37:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I love this. When I used to share a room (and bunk beds) with my little sister, I used to tease her like crazy, pulling her hair, calling her names, anything. It was great at the time, and sometimes I still find it funny, but also HORRIFYING.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this. When I used to share a room (and bunk beds) with my little sister, I used to tease her like crazy, pulling her hair, calling her names, anything. It was great at the time, and sometimes I still find it funny, but also HORRIFYING.</p>
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		<title>By: Lex</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/nice-girl/#comment-17004</link>
		<dc:creator>Lex</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 03:21:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Whoa, whoa, back up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dirty pictures -- did you save any? And if so, why haven&#039;t you posted them? ;-)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whoa, whoa, back up!</p>
<p>The dirty pictures &#8212; did you save any? And if so, why haven&#8217;t you posted them? <img src='http://thisfish.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Nathan Miller</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/nice-girl/#comment-17003</link>
		<dc:creator>Nathan Miller</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 22:44:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;certainly it must work the other way around...next week is my 30th b-day...i dont feel nice at all&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>certainly it must work the other way around&#8230;next week is my 30th b-day&#8230;i dont feel nice at all</p>
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		<title>By: Serena</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/nice-girl/#comment-17002</link>
		<dc:creator>Serena</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 01:14:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I still regret the mean things I did as a kid.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I still regret the mean things I did as a kid.</p>
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		<title>By: julietaroja</title>
		<link>http://thisfish.com/nice-girl/#comment-17001</link>
		<dc:creator>julietaroja</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Jun 2006 04:38:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;...and then there was the time, when I was 7 and my brother was 4, that I got bored in the car cause my brother was sleeping and I didn&#039;t have anyone to play with (read: torture), so I bit myself on the arm and screamed that my bro (still groggy from being awakened) had just bitten me.  I knew full well that &quot;biting&quot; was an automatic spanking, and my dad hated stopping the car on the road.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad pulls over, my brother is declaring his innocence, and my mother wants to look at the bite mark.  I start sweating bullets cause I didn&#039;t really think this thru and am not sure I really want him to get spanked.  On the other hand, if I admit to lying about the bite, I will get spanked.  I did the nice thing; I let it play out.  Thankfully, my dad had mercy and the whole thing ended with a, &quot;You two just sit there and keep your hands in your laps, no talking&quot;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, the birth of a drama queen, if she doesn&#039;t have it, she makes it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still not nice, although I do cry at the news.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Love the blog!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8230;and then there was the time, when I was 7 and my brother was 4, that I got bored in the car cause my brother was sleeping and I didn&#8217;t have anyone to play with (read: torture), so I bit myself on the arm and screamed that my bro (still groggy from being awakened) had just bitten me.  I knew full well that &#8220;biting&#8221; was an automatic spanking, and my dad hated stopping the car on the road.  </p>
<p>Dad pulls over, my brother is declaring his innocence, and my mother wants to look at the bite mark.  I start sweating bullets cause I didn&#8217;t really think this thru and am not sure I really want him to get spanked.  On the other hand, if I admit to lying about the bite, I will get spanked.  I did the nice thing; I let it play out.  Thankfully, my dad had mercy and the whole thing ended with a, &#8220;You two just sit there and keep your hands in your laps, no talking&#8221;. </p>
<p>Ah, the birth of a drama queen, if she doesn&#8217;t have it, she makes it.</p>
<p>I am still not nice, although I do cry at the news.</p>
<p>P.S. Love the blog!</p>
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