I'm running with scissors, playing with matches, scratching that itch, picking that scab, not eating my vegetables, talking with my mouth full, leaving my hat on in the house, wearing dirty underwear, leaving the door open like I was born in a barn, crossing my eyes and, yes, though the instructions make clear it's not intended as such, using a large plastic baggie as a toy. Happy Saturday, all -- live it up!
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