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Sorry about Da Bears

So, I’m sittin’ here lookin’ at da tv and seein’ da Bears lose again. Again I tell ya! I wasn’t happy so I called me pops and complain. Not much he can do about da score he says to me. I know pops, I say to him, I just needed to vent. I get up and get more beer and chips and go to da front door. I look out and see me car is gone! It’s a dark, Chicago night and I am not lookin forward to being alone in da dark looking for me car. I wonder if me boyfriend took it. Of course wit da game on, I don’t notice alot. I will just sit here and wait for him or maybe call him on da cell phone.

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