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			 Dad Jokester Supreme 
			
			
			
				
			
			
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			At one of the EPICs a few years ago, Ferdie was desperately trying to get rid of several boxes of grape Swishers someone gifted him. Somehow a couple mysteriously made thier way into my stuff. One rainy night as I was heading out to walk the dog I thought to myself "self, why not give'em a try?" It didn't make it past the end of my drive. I never knew something could taste that foul. 
		
		
		
		
		
		
			That reminds me, I owe Ferdie... ![]() Of course this one would taste better! 
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