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  <title>Comments on 'You Shot Me'</title>
  <subtitle>&amp;quot;You bitch! You shot me!&amp;quot; He picked up the microphone again. &amp;quot;I've been shot! Help! The bitch shot me!&amp;quot;

An older man's voice came over the radio. &amp;quot;Piper two-fifty-niner, please repeat last transmission. Is that you screwing around up there, Greenlee?&amp;quot;

As he lifted the mic to his mouth, Susan placed the muzzle against his temple. &amp;quot;Don't do it. Tell him we're fine!&amp;quot;

He nodded in response and picked up the mic with trembling hands. &amp;quot;Uh, roger, um, roger that.&amp;quot;

The radio hissed and crackled. &amp;quot;Really, Greenlee, you'd better be more careful. If you do something like that again, I'm going to have to tell your Daddy.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Put down the mic and take us to Belgium,&amp;quot; Susan said. &amp;quot;Katie-bear, we're finally getting married! Aren't you excited?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Susan, he doesn't know how to fly! We'd never make it! We can't even land here, let alone freakin' Belgium!&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;We gotta land. You shot me,&amp;quot; Steve said. He looked at Kate with a pleading look. &amp;quot;Please help me!&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-08T16:08:56Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on You Shot Me</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;What an absolute insane asylum you&amp;#8217;ve created. Susan is out of her mind, Kate is angry and poor Steve has such a reputation as a goof that nobody&amp;#8217;d ever believe his story anyway.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-07-08T16:08:56Z</published>
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      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on You Shot Me</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Someone needs to slap some sense into Susan. She crazier than Katie! &lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/33427?basename=68773</id>
    <published>2008-06-07T16:58:01Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Blusparrow</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on You Shot Me</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Great, great craziness with poor judgment all around.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-07T11:40:15Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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