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The Meaning of Life

Once, an old man told me he had learned the meaning of life. I told him I didn't want to know. It should really haunt me to this day that I never heard his solution, but he was kinda a doofus. And fat.

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lynn-dewalt

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Published: Mar 30, 2012
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