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Model Citizen
Join Date: May 2007
Location: The Voodoo Lounge
Posts: 19,485
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A California transplant, new to Portland, can't believe it when she wakes up to yet another day of rain.
Leaving her house, she sees a boy on his bike.
"Hey, kid" she calls out.
"Doesn't it ever stop raining here?"
"How should I know?" answers the kid.
"I'm only six!"
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