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Hi,
my name is Kent Bedlawn and I am pacing back and forth waiting for my
favorite (and currently only) girl friend, Margaret Chastine. Suddenly,
the door swings open. It might have been fatal if I'd been standing
behind it. Margaret walks into the room.
"Hi, Maggie," I say.
"Hello,
Kenny" she smiles.
My heart rate increases dramatically. Ushering her
in, we sit down on the couch together. I am just thinking this would be a
good time to ask how she is doing when, out of the blue, she looks me
full in the eyes as if to make sure I won't lie.
"Kenny," she questions,
"Did your family ever spank you?"