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This was being discussed on a friend's journal, but then all the freakin' comments disappeared, so I thought I might come here and start some shit.

If I were to sell t-shirts on zazzle.com to raise money for hurricane relief, would any of you buy? Would any of you help?

If I were to sell artwork on eBay to raise money for hurricane relief, would any of you buy? Would any of you contribute artwork?

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There is chocolate in the office.

It isn't mine.

It isn't Brad's.

It isn't Ken's.

It isn't Diana's.

...

There is abandoned chocolate in the office.

On a Friday afternoon, no less.

Let's party.

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Dear U.S. Government,

A couple of Canadian roast beef sandwiches are probably not going to go into your homes and scratch all of your DVDs.

They will not hide your car keys.

Additionally, I find it implausible that they will borrow your favourite pair of underpants and return them with weird stains.

I doubt very much that they have any plans to rip those little "do not remove under penalty of death" tags off your mattress.

They will probably not cause your boyfriend or girlfriend to cheat on you, and if they do, it is probably because you are really bad in bed.

They will also, in all likelihood, not leave the toilet seat up.

So why, again, are they not allowed into your country?

Sincerely,

Hungry Canadians on a Road Trip