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I was sitting around in Syracuse one day with my group of buddies bitching and moaning about the downturn the IT biz had taken there. Came up with an idea... why don't we all move to Ft Lauderdale?
Half of us were there a week later, the other half followed three weeks later (kids were involved). Only one backed out, and that's because he found out the day before he was supposed to leave that his girlfriend was pregnant.
I get itchy feet after living in the same *house* for 8 months, which is a bitch, because hubby absolutely hates to move.
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