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  <title>Comments on 'Abby Talks Nonsense'</title>
  <subtitle>Abby hesitated. She had to be dreaming.
&amp;quot;Well yes, people do. Animals usually don't. Well, in their own language I guess they do.&amp;quot; She was curious. &amp;quot;How is it that you can talk?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot; 'Cause I want to. Hell, why else would anything talk?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;But that's not how things work. I thought only people could talk.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Who you been learnin' from? Anything can talk if it wants to. 
Why shouldn't it be able to? Things got stuffs to say, y'know.&amp;quot;

Abby shook her head. She couldn't believe that she was conversing with a beast. &amp;quot;Things don't think though. They're lifeless. Dumb.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Hey! Watch who yer talking to! I ain't no dummy. I'm the powerhouse o' this place you know.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;How so? By turning that wheel all day?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;S'pose so.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Well what does it do?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Don't know, don't care. Old man hitched me up one day an' told me to keep turnin' an' here I am.&amp;quot; he replied simply.

&amp;quot;Well that doesn't sound very productive,&amp;quot; she said with an eyebrow raised.

&amp;quot;Eh, I do my job to get things done, Fanny's yer aunt, an' whatever,&amp;quot; he grumbled.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-08T08:06:53Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Abby Talks Nonsense</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;oh this is the shit and breast do have pwr i love this.impressive&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-07-08T08:06:53Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mighty-Joe Young</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Abby Talks Nonsense</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yes, Abby, you&amp;#8217;re not in Kansas anymore. Sorry, I was having a &amp;#8220;Wizard of Oz&amp;#8221; moment for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#8217;m loving this donkey. And the title is deliciously ironic. The donkey is talking more sense than Abby!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-18T23:45:02Z</published>
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      <name>&#9824;Ana Cristina&#9829;</name>
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