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	<title>Comments on: Morning dilemma</title>
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		<title>By: Michéal Donnellan</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48556</link>
		<dc:creator>Michéal Donnellan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 19:11:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mad one, very funny.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mad one, very funny.</p>
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		<title>By: noddy</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48551</link>
		<dc:creator>noddy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 17:25:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I sit down and begin the unfurling the doorbell will go.

Uncurling surley.?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I sit down and begin the unfurling the doorbell will go.</p>
<p>Uncurling surley.?</p>
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		<title>By: Sunday Round-Up #5</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48535</link>
		<dc:creator>Sunday Round-Up #5</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 11:42:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] This post by Twenty Major. This guy is simply hilarious, but a post all about whether or not to take a shit while waiting for someone to arrive? You can&#8217;t beat that sort of material. There really should be more posts on this topic in the blogosphere. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] This post by Twenty Major. This guy is simply hilarious, but a post all about whether or not to take a shit while waiting for someone to arrive? You can&#8217;t beat that sort of material. There really should be more posts on this topic in the blogosphere. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Pinkie</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48494</link>
		<dc:creator>Pinkie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 22:47:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>.... did he arrive mid-plop or what?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8230;. did he arrive mid-plop or what?</p>
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		<title>By: snookertony</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48347</link>
		<dc:creator>snookertony</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 07:30:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mother of fuck...where the hell did she/it come from. Talk about being full of shite and having to let it all go...

Moderate moderate</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mother of fuck&#8230;where the hell did she/it come from. Talk about being full of shite and having to let it all go&#8230;</p>
<p>Moderate moderate</p>
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		<title>By: Holemaster</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48323</link>
		<dc:creator>Holemaster</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 16:08:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Is she gone?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Is she gone?</p>
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		<title>By: Mrs Genevieve O'Sullivan</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48309</link>
		<dc:creator>Mrs Genevieve O'Sullivan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:38:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Anyone here been to a school reunion? Don&#039;t do it. And for the love of god don&#039;t try to rekindle teenage love affairs. 

I don&#039;t even want to discuss it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Anyone here been to a school reunion? Don&#8217;t do it. And for the love of god don&#8217;t try to rekindle teenage love affairs. </p>
<p>I don&#8217;t even want to discuss it.</p>
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		<title>By: Mrs Genevieve O'Sullivan</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48308</link>
		<dc:creator>Mrs Genevieve O'Sullivan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:34:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You are right, Holemaster. And also if the house is really quiet on a sunday morning and you&#039;ve decided that the sunshine coming in through the bathroom window is at just the right angle to bathe your face in a warm glow so off you go.

Perch. Push. Suddenly the bathroom door slams open and fifteen female relatives come smashing their way in with a packet of  Bovril haircolour with which they propose to change an ugly cousin&#039;s life for the better. And give her a chance with the office Lorcan.

And suddenly YOU are the one in the way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You are right, Holemaster. And also if the house is really quiet on a sunday morning and you&#8217;ve decided that the sunshine coming in through the bathroom window is at just the right angle to bathe your face in a warm glow so off you go.</p>
<p>Perch. Push. Suddenly the bathroom door slams open and fifteen female relatives come smashing their way in with a packet of  Bovril haircolour with which they propose to change an ugly cousin&#8217;s life for the better. And give her a chance with the office Lorcan.</p>
<p>And suddenly YOU are the one in the way.</p>
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		<title>By: Loco Lobo</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48307</link>
		<dc:creator>Loco Lobo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:19:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A man should be left to shit in peace, not in pieces.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A man should be left to shit in peace, not in pieces.</p>
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		<title>By: Hooronahonda</title>
		<link>http://twentymajor.net/2008/08/28/morning-dilemma/#comment-48306</link>
		<dc:creator>Hooronahonda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:15:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have often wondered if there is a state sponsored surveillance bureau who watch everything you do, in the tradition of 1984&#039;s Big Brother. Except this bureau exists just to fuck you up. 
They see you heading to the jacks with the RTE guide under your arm, wait a few minutes then call you on the phone. While you are sat there listening to the incessant ringing you ask yourself &quot;How, in the name of Christ, did they know????&quot;.
And you can guarantee if you take the bait and dash for the phone with your pants around your knees they will hang up just as you pick  up the receiver, you&#039;re not telling me the fuckers aren&#039;t watching!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have often wondered if there is a state sponsored surveillance bureau who watch everything you do, in the tradition of 1984&#8217;s Big Brother. Except this bureau exists just to fuck you up.<br />
They see you heading to the jacks with the RTE guide under your arm, wait a few minutes then call you on the phone. While you are sat there listening to the incessant ringing you ask yourself &#8220;How, in the name of Christ, did they know????&#8221;.<br />
And you can guarantee if you take the bait and dash for the phone with your pants around your knees they will hang up just as you pick  up the receiver, you&#8217;re not telling me the fuckers aren&#8217;t watching!</p>
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