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| G. Love and Special Sauce |
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| Petco. |
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| Old Navy. Hotbed of political dialogue. |
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| See also the Bowling
Skeleton. |
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| "Get those robots out of my prostate!!" |
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| Another
one bites the dust. |
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| While I generally agree with the sentiment,
the medium of graffiti tends to undermine the
author's status as a rational thinker. |
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| New
Day Junktiques, Bryant. |
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Hey kids, it's
time to play "What's In Colter's Kitchen?"
This is an assortment of random features of
my cupboard and fridge: |
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| This probably came from Roomate #1, of the
year 2000, Frisco
McDonald. He also left behind
an assortment of collared greens, Karo syrup,
and plums. |
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| As God is my witness I have no idea what these
are or where they came from. |
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| This was Roy's. |
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| Heather gave me this. Betty Crocker with Arabic
text. |
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| Over the years, I've accumulated a wide variety
of mustards. I think when I moved in I had two.
The jar at center I've had since college. Since
then I think every roommate has contributed 1-2
bottles. Needless to say, I have not actually
purchased mustard since 1997. |
