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Little do people know that one day the Busey Clan will rise up and dominate the earth.
-- Roby
Oopsie daisy!
2006-11-29 14:28:36
Oops.
So, let's say the FBI's fingerprint identification is just a wee bit overzealous.
And, you know, wrong.
Do you get kill-t?
Well, not if you're a lawyer.
Sue, eee!
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