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Christmas Morning
Graduating from high school
Getting asked out on a date by a crush
My Wedding Day
Student loans being forgiven
Summer vacation
Winning a free Shabby Apple dress
Tulip Bouquets arriving in the mail
Winter turning into spring
The neighbors with poopy dogs moving away
Free Miata convertibles...
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These are a few things that might merit such an exultation. (refer to picture above)
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A job at McDonald's is not generally one of them. I just don't believe any of the pimply-faced teenagers serving us chocolate-vanilla-twist cones the other night, felt the same way about their jobs as that man does on the poster. I look that guy every time I think about how I don't have to work at McDonald's to pay the bills. I love my current job, thank-you-very-much.
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I'd rather chase around, trying to educate, twenty-two nose pickin', chatter-box, summer-hungry 8-year olds any 'ol day.
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