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Cromlech

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Re: Grateful for the little things in life...
« Reply #25 on: January 13, 2010, 07:44:39 AM »
Quote from: p12 on January 12, 2010, 11:42:54 PM
A plate of hot beans.
I am reminded of the 24HR Ration Packs that we got in the Cadets, which included meals you heat up in their own bags. A favourite of mine was the sausage and beans breakfast bag, so simple, yet out in the cold and the rain it was heavenly.
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Re: Grateful for the little things in life...
« Reply #26 on: January 13, 2010, 07:57:50 AM »
Quote from: Gewehr98 on January 01, 2010, 10:22:40 PM
Preparation H

Quote from: jackdanson on January 02, 2010, 03:22:53 PM
flushable wet wipes

Quote from: Fistful Savalas on January 02, 2010, 03:43:37 PM
Pineapples.

One of these things is not like the other. . .
Two of these things are kinda the same. . .

Quote from: scanr on January 02, 2010, 05:08:20 PM
Remember this product is for external use only. =D

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Re: Grateful for the little things in life...
« Reply #27 on: January 13, 2010, 03:38:07 PM »
Sounds like you had the "Two Exits, No Waiting" Flu.  Not nearly as bad as the "Even My Hair Hurts" Flu.

and a big AMEN for flushible wet wipes......AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
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