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It took them long enough to read the book. He also admits to being an atheist in it, I imagine they'll want to run that one next.
My dad ate dog when he was a worker in England in the 60s... the guys at the barracks always had trouble sleeping due to the neighbours yapping dog, one day he comes back from the factory and someone was handing sandwiches, he asked what it was made of and they said "yap yap" with a smile. No more trouble sleeping.
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