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Jul 2013
Weather forecasters never know what the weather is going to be. They're lucky to know what it was like an hour ago. If I want to know what the weather is going to be I ask my knees. They know more than those pasty weather bunnies, and they look better too.

Oh' Grandpap......
Chuck
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Chuck  PA, USA
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