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	<title>Comments on: 112709422176978117</title>
	<link>http://www.betterthanyours.net/2005/09/19/112709422176978117/</link>
	<description>...young guys who are inspired by stuff. A force that can't be f-cked with</description>
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		<title>by: Jay Will</title>
		<link>http://www.betterthanyours.net/2005/09/19/112709422176978117/#comment-387</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>You know you can't have that tagline under your blog header anymore.  You actually put a lot of effort in this...way more than two lines.  I loved the post.  Took me back to the bus riding days.  As it were, I was one of the "the resevered cool kids in the intermediate back who stuff their ears with headphones and kick out their leg and have a seat to themselves and chill."  That was me to a "T".  Damn yo, you took me back to the cheese bus riding days, man.  I looked forward to graduation so much, but I miss those days a lot now.  Being almost grown is one of the best periods of life.  And the bus ride was one of the amenities that stages of life afforded us.  Ah, the cheese bus.  How we miss ye!

Oh, and that IS a sick picture.  Dude.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know you can&#8217;t have that tagline under your blog header anymore.  You actually put a lot of effort in this&#8230;way more than two lines.  I loved the post.  Took me back to the bus riding days.  As it were, I was one of the &#8220;the resevered cool kids in the intermediate back who stuff their ears with headphones and kick out their leg and have a seat to themselves and chill.&#8221;  That was me to a &#8220;T&#8221;.  Damn yo, you took me back to the cheese bus riding days, man.  I looked forward to graduation so much, but I miss those days a lot now.  Being almost grown is one of the best periods of life.  And the bus ride was one of the amenities that stages of life afforded us.  Ah, the cheese bus.  How we miss ye!</p>
<p>Oh, and that IS a sick picture.  Dude.
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		<title>by: Captain Bee</title>
		<link>http://www.betterthanyours.net/2005/09/19/112709422176978117/#comment-386</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 12:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>That is one sick picture, dude.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is one sick picture, dude.
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