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Mine are on the inside...*sniff**sniff*. Rebecca Carson, in the fifth grade, broke my heart.
I have many, but my favorites are...
1. From my lip to just below the inside corner of my right eye. Ran into a barb wire fence when I was about 10. Sounds stupid, but the fence was in a forest and had only the top strand of wire strung. Would be worth a lawsuit today.
2. Shortened left index finger. Two words. Biscuit Cutter. (And not the buttermilk kind)
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Out the 10Base-T, through the router, down the T1, over the leased line, off the bridge, past the firewall...nothing but Net.
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