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  <subtitle>&amp;quot;Go on, man!&amp;quot; Tim urged me. &amp;quot;Ask her!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;No!&amp;quot; I almost shouted it. I was getting so frustrated with his pushing. &amp;quot;I can't.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Stop being such a coward.&amp;quot; Sounded like he was getting frustrated, too. &amp;quot;You're the only one in the group who doesn't have a date for the dance!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Right! And there's a good reason for that. I'm not going!&amp;quot; He was my best friend, but, dammit, I wanted to deck him.

&amp;quot;Why? Why is it so damned hard for you to ask her? You _know_ you want to.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;It's just...&amp;quot; How could I explain it so he'd understand? &amp;quot;It's just that something really weird happens when I talk to girls.&amp;quot;

He started laughing. &amp;quot;Dude, we learned all about that in sex ed!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Not that, you perv!&amp;quot; Okay. I'd show him.

I walked up to Cindy. &amp;quot;Um... Cindy?&amp;quot; She turned around, and then it happened. Out of nowhere...

_TOGETHER FOREVER_
_AND NEVER TO PART_
_TOGETHER FOREVER WITH YOU_

Tim's jaw dropped.

She smiled and laughed. &amp;quot;Oh, my god!&amp;quot; she yelled over the music. &amp;quot;You, too?!&amp;quot;

Me, too?!

Maybe the dance wasn't such a bad idea...</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-20T00:14:46Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Perfect Match</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I also loved when the music came out of nowhere. I could just picture the scene in my head. So random! Gotta love it. Very funny.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-20T00:14:46Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I got it W. I thought that randomly music started playing. I did have to read it twice though. He must be magical!&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-19T18:51:51Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Blusparrow</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Perfect Match</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like It. It is really funny.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-19T11:40:51Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Miranda Ann</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Perfect Match</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, I don&amp;#8217;t think I was able to get the important point across: The music just spontaneously erupts out of nowhere. It&amp;#8217;s not him singing, it just shows up.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#8217;m going to have to seriously re-think this. (And maybe I shouldn&amp;#8217;t write when I&amp;#8217;m so tired.  LOL .)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-19T11:23:55Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Capital "W" Writer (LoA's Geekus Awesomeus)</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Perfect Match</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So weird, so out of nowhere&amp;#8230;I love it.  Hilarious mental image to go with this one.  Love at first spontaneous eruption into song.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-19T10:19:11Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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