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	<title>Comments on: Bessie Crashed and Crunched</title>
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		<title>By: Dave</title>
		<link>http://blog.markwill.com/2005/11/21/bessie-crashed-and-crunched#comment-107</link>
		<dc:creator>Dave</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>*LOL* these are priceless bud!</description>
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		<title>By: Simon</title>
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		<dc:creator>Simon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reminds me, painfully, of that time I borrowed my mother's Bonneville while in university to pick of a buddy for a movie.  Icy curve and a lack of experience led me to lock up the brakes as I started to skid, exacerbating the problem, instead of laying off the brake and just steering out of it as I ought to have done.&lt;BR/&gt;&lt;BR/&gt;You can probably imagine my own consternation as I sat in the passenger seat of the tow truck while it was backing the car into the driveway and my mother stood stony-faced, staring at me through the window of the back door.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reminds me, painfully, of that time I borrowed my mother&#8217;s Bonneville while in university to pick of a buddy for a movie.  Icy curve and a lack of experience led me to lock up the brakes as I started to skid, exacerbating the problem, instead of laying off the brake and just steering out of it as I ought to have done.</p>
<p>You can probably imagine my own consternation as I sat in the passenger seat of the tow truck while it was backing the car into the driveway and my mother stood stony-faced, staring at me through the window of the back door.</p>
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