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Nov 12, 1995
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Calvin:  Brrr, it's freezing out there!  I don't want to leave my nice warm bed.  On days like this, I wish Mom would come in, lay an extra blanket over me.  Pat my head, and as I sink into the pillow under the weight of the covers, she'd say...  Mom (Calvin's mother):  Hey, let's move it!!  This is the third time I've called you!  You're going to miss the bus!  Let's go!!  Calvin:  These mornings are going to kill me.
Nov 14, 1995
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