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    Mother F******

    Because Shane and I both had our eyes just about pop out of our eye-sockets….

    We were sitting in Storm’s room, talking. Storm busts through his door, jazz hands out and yells out “Mother! Father!”….but our brains, being what they are, made a different guess on what was coming after that F.

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