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I decided I should get some nunchucks to keep in my desk drawer. That way, when I am working late at night, if someone comes in, I can bust out the nunchucks, and they will say to themselves, “Holy crap, that dude has nunchucks, he must know how to use them, I am going to run away now.” (Note: I will be doing the karate scream also, so it will seem very realistic.)

Or, in my case, he will say, “Holy crap, that dude has nunchucks. I bet when he wasn’t so fat, he knew how to use them. Maybe I should run anyway.” (Note: I’ll still be doing the karate scream.)

I think this might be why I have a blog.

Jay

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