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He had a hidden stash underneath the floorboards in the back room of the house.
Have you ever wondered about toes? Why 10 toes and not 12. Why are some bigger than others? Some people can use their toes to pick up things while others can barely move them on command. Some toes are nice to look at while others are definitely not something you want to look at. Toes can be stubbed and make us scream. Toes help us balance and walk. 10 toes are just something to ponder.
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copy: Have you ever wondered about toes? *Why* 10 toes and not *12.* *Why* are some bigger than others? Some people can use their toes to pick up things while others can barely move them on command. Some toes are nice to look at while others are definitely not something you **want** to look at. Toes can be stubbed and make **us** scream. Toes _help_ **us** balance and walk. 10 toes are just something to ponder.
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He is good at eating pickles and telling women about his emotional problems.
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The rusty nail stood erect, angled at a 45-degree angle, just waiting for the perfect barefoot to come along.
She didn’t like the food. She never did. She made the usual complaints and started the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to placate her and her unreasonable demands, he just stared at her and watched her meltdown without saying a word.
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copy: She didn't like the food. She never did. She made the usual complaints and _started_ the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. _Instead_ of trying to placate her and her unreasonable demands, he just stared at her and **watched** her meltdown without saying a word.
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title: The rusty nail stood erect, angled at a 45-degree angle, just waiting for the perfect barefoot to come along.