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			<title>Original Blog Entry: After Effect</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 13:03:02 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p> How did it happen? the doctor asked the middle-aged farmhand as he set the man&#x27;s broken leg.<br /><br />Well, doc, 25 years ago ...<br /><br />Never mind the past. Tell me how you broke your leg this morning.<br /><br />Like I was saying...25 years ago, when I first started working on the farm, that night, right after I&#x27;d gone to bed, the farmer&#x27;s beautiful daughter came into my room. She asked me if there was anything I wanted. I said, No, everything is fine.<br /><br />Are you sure? she asked.<br /><br />I&#x27;m sure, I said.<br /><br />Isn&#x27;t there anything I can do for you? she wanted to know.<br /><br />I reckon not, I replied.<br /><br />Excuse me, said the doctor, What does this story have to do with your leg?<br /><br />Well, this morning, the farmhand explained, when it dawned on me what she meant, I fell off the roof!<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/22994">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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