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[aid] => mick
[title] => Edsel
[time] => 2018-05-30 03:00:22
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[bodytext] => I own something that makes my life a living hell. I/'/ve become a social outcast because I drive an Edsel. When I drive it, I hope that I/'/m having a nightmare, I hope I/'/m only dreaming. When women see it, they won/'/t go out with me and they can/'/t stop screaming. Ford almost became a laughing stock because they made this automobile. This is a car that nobody will buy and it/'/s something that nobody will steal. When I try to trade it in at car lots, the dealers shout. I try to calm them down but they always cuss me out. You/'/d better believe me when I say that this car is hated by all of humanity. Why did I buy it in the first place, it must have been temporary insanity. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 70 [topic] => 7 [informant] => randyjohnson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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