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  <title>Comments on 'When Life Sucks and Gives You Lemons, Throw Them at the Ones You Love (Or Momentarily Hate, As the Case May Be)'</title>
  <subtitle>Seeing as my entrance to Michelle's new lair was blocked by an ancient taboo, and I really was disgusted with the way george acted around Michelle, I did the only thing I could.

I left school and went home.

I had had enough of life for a day. Everyone could do perfectly well without me! Who really needed me to supply them with random words, and who really needed my help to get through a random bout of sadness?!?!

By now I was in quite a fuming rage at Michelle and george, and I was just about to walk out the the door, the gate of doom through which I entered every morning to submit myself to the tortures my teachers had thought of for the day.

When, of course, a giant hand in a nice buttoned-shirt and cuff links grabbed my shoulder and marched me right down to Principal Burrito's office.

No, you heard me right. I was in deeper-than-the-Mariana-trench trouble, and I had my butt in a big, blue (_and quite comfy_) Barcelona chair in Senior Principal Johnathan Burrito's office.

Trouble loomed.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-11T17:39:35Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on When Life Sucks and Gives You Lemons, Throw Them at the Ones You Love (Or Momentarily Hate, As the Case May Be)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i come  for the titles, stay for the content.  Funny names, titles are  amazing long and hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;#8217;ve become a &lt;strong&gt;Must read&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-11T17:39:35Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>SKermitgorf</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on When Life Sucks and Gives You Lemons, Throw Them at the Ones You Love (Or Momentarily Hate, As the Case May Be)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;lmao, i looooove your ficlets. :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/23201?basename=45746</id>
    <published>2008-03-05T21:27:07Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>invisibility_disability</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on When Life Sucks and Gives You Lemons, Throw Them at the Ones You Love (Or Momentarily Hate, As the Case May Be)</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/23201"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;lol. Burrito. Deeper-than-the-mariana-trench. ha. I had to read it five times before I got it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/23201?basename=45390</id>
    <published>2008-03-03T22:56:31Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>lilfroggie1007</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on When Life Sucks and Gives You Lemons, Throw Them at the Ones You Love (Or Momentarily Hate, As the Case May Be)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;No you silly, not Amberitto!  that&amp;#8217;s his wife!!!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Gosh!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-03T22:52:39Z</published>
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      <name>OrangeOreos</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on When Life Sucks and Gives You Lemons, Throw Them at the Ones You Love (Or Momentarily Hate, As the Case May Be)</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/23201"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Burrito? as in Amberitto?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-03T22:50:16Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Disturbed Youth</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on When Life Sucks and Gives You Lemons, Throw Them at the Ones You Love (Or Momentarily Hate, As the Case May Be)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Principal Burrito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was in deeper-than-the-Mariana-trench trouble, and I had my butt in a big, blue (and quite comfy) Barcelona chair&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;haha&amp;#8230;your ficlets amuse me ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I love the title&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-03T22:34:19Z</published>
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