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"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað…"
Why anyone would admit, much less falsely claim, to work for the gov't is beyond me.
[As are so many things.]
You're just upset that I don't live in your jurisdiction so you can harass me in person. ;)
Oh, jeez, would y'all please get a room?;)
Okay, even I can spot baiting that's *that* obvious. ;)
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