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			<title>Original Blog Entry: SPOT...is dead</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2016 18:01:42 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>MUSHROOMS<br /><br />She wanted to serve her guests mushroom-smothered steak,<br /><br />But she had no mushrooms and no time to buy them.<br /><br />Her husband suggested, Why don&#x27;t you go pick some of the<br /><br />mushrooms that are growing wild down by the stream?<br /><br />No, some wild mushrooms are poisonous.<br /><br />Well, I see squirrels eating them and they&#x27;re OK.<br /><br />So she picked a bunch and washed, sliced and saute&#x27;d them<br /><br />for her dinner.<br /><br />Then she went out on the back porch and gave Spot, their dog,<br /><br />a double handful.<br /><br />Spot ate every bite.<br /><br />All morning long, she watched the dog.<br /><br />The wild mushrooms hadn&#x27;t affected him after a few hours,<br /><br />so she decided to use them.<br /><br />The meal was a great success.<br /><br />After everyone had finished! , her daughter came in and whispered<br /><br />in her ear,<br /><br />Mum, Spot is dead.<br /><br />Trying to keep her head about her, she left the room as quickly as<br /><br />possible,<br /><br />Called the doctor and told him what had happened.<br /><br />The doctor said, That&#x27;s bad, but I think we can take care of it.<br /><br />I&#x27;ll call for an ambulance and I&#x27;ll be there as quickly as I can.<br /><br />We&#x27;ll give everyone enemas and we&#x27;ll pump out their stomachs<br /><br />and everything will be fine.<br /><br />Just keep them calm.<br /><br />Before long they started to hear the sirens as the ambulance tore<br /><br />down the road.<br /><br />The Paramedics and the doctor had their suitcases, syringes, and<br /><br />a stomach pump.<br /><br />One by one, they took each person into the bathroom, gave them<br /><br />an enema,and pumped out their stomach.<br /><br />Well after midnight, after the last one was done the doctor came<br /><br />out and said,<br /><br />Everything will be okay now, and with that he left.<br /><br />The hosts and the guests were all weak and knackered sitting<br /><br />around the living room when the daughter came in and said to<br /><br />her mum.....<br /><br />I can&#x27;t believe that guy!<br /><br />What guy?<br /><br />You know, that snip who ran over Spot;<br /><br />He never even slowed down.<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/117251">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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