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	<title>Comments on: Circle Jerk</title>
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		<title>By: John</title>
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		<dc:creator>John</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 18:11:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mmm, Pi.</description>
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		<title>By: Theresa</title>
		<link>http://jim.tobe.name/2008/07/circle-jerk/comment-page-1/#comment-1372</link>
		<dc:creator>Theresa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 13:59:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jim, are you sure you don&#039;t want to be a substitute teacher?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jim, are you sure you don&#8217;t want to be a substitute teacher?</p>
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		<title>By: Luda</title>
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		<dc:creator>Luda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 06:37:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>At this point, the situation was escalating at an exponential rate.  People started to realize that Pi was just going to go on like this forever.  It was of course about that time when the locals decided to eat Pi. They were always interested in its guts, which happened to be made of blueberries, and this incident really rounded them over the edge.  Pi tried to escape via the famous Market Square route, but they were waiting for it there.  A few loyal friends tried desperately to show proof of Pi&#039;s innocence, but no one really understood what they were talking about.  Ultimately, they divided Pi into many pieces that were just a fraction of its original size and ate them.  The feast was so tasty for everyone that we still eat pieces of &quot;Pie&quot; as a special treat to this day.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>At this point, the situation was escalating at an exponential rate.  People started to realize that Pi was just going to go on like this forever.  It was of course about that time when the locals decided to eat Pi. They were always interested in its guts, which happened to be made of blueberries, and this incident really rounded them over the edge.  Pi tried to escape via the famous Market Square route, but they were waiting for it there.  A few loyal friends tried desperately to show proof of Pi&#8217;s innocence, but no one really understood what they were talking about.  Ultimately, they divided Pi into many pieces that were just a fraction of its original size and ate them.  The feast was so tasty for everyone that we still eat pieces of &#8220;Pie&#8221; as a special treat to this day.</p>
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