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	<title>Comments on: My daughter, my old car, and my new car</title>
	<link>http://undercover.blogsome.com/2006/04/26/my-daughter-my-old-car-and-my-new-car/</link>
	<description>yes, the world does revolve around me</description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 16:12:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>by: Better Full</title>
		<link>http://undercover.blogsome.com/2006/04/26/my-daughter-my-old-car-and-my-new-car/#comment-79</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 21:42:02 +0100</pubDate>
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					<description>To Captain Mom;
I see how you are. I was faithful and true, a part of the family.
You have made me feel cheap and unloved.  Your words are wasted on me. Your actions speak louder than your words, for plainly you have replaced me.
Like a man discarding the wife of his youth, you have traded me for a shinier, sleeker model with more bells and whistles.  I have seen your new ride and while she may be pretty,
you don't share the memories that we do. 
There is nothing  I can do now but pick up the worn out fragments of my engine and roll on.
From,
Previa
(I couldn't resist)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>To Captain Mom;<br />
I see how you are. I was faithful and true, a part of the family.<br />
You have made me feel cheap and unloved.  Your words are wasted on me. Your actions speak louder than your words, for plainly you have replaced me.<br />
Like a man discarding the wife of his youth, you have traded me for a shinier, sleeker model with more bells and whistles.  I have seen your new ride and while she may be pretty,<br />
you don&#8217;t share the memories that we do.<br />
There is nothing  I can do now but pick up the worn out fragments of my engine and roll on.<br />
From,<br />
Previa<br />
(I couldn&#8217;t resist)
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		<title>by: Belinda</title>
		<link>http://undercover.blogsome.com/2006/04/26/my-daughter-my-old-car-and-my-new-car/#comment-77</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 20:20:47 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://undercover.blogsome.com/2006/04/26/my-daughter-my-old-car-and-my-new-car/#comment-77</guid>
					<description>Awesome.  I am the same way about vehicles.  When we sold my old faithful red Yukon a couple of years ago, I had to turn and walk away before the new owner drove him away.  *sniff*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Awesome.  I am the same way about vehicles.  When we sold my old faithful red Yukon a couple of years ago, I had to turn and walk away before the new owner drove him away.  *sniff*
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		<title>by: Wren</title>
		<link>http://undercover.blogsome.com/2006/04/26/my-daughter-my-old-car-and-my-new-car/#comment-76</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 15:08:12 +0100</pubDate>
		<guid>http://undercover.blogsome.com/2006/04/26/my-daughter-my-old-car-and-my-new-car/#comment-76</guid>
					<description>Awww!  That almost brings a tear to my eye...and I don't even like Toyota.  LOL.  You are a true master of the pen.  Okay, keyboard.

Congrats on the new wheels!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Awww!  That almost brings a tear to my eye&#8230;and I don&#8217;t even like Toyota.  LOL.  You are a true master of the pen.  Okay, keyboard.</p>
	<p>Congrats on the new wheels!
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