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  1. As Helen Thomas drones on-and-on-and-on-and-on Condi stares at her nose and as her hand forms her thoughts “good God woman is that a goider on your face…no…oh my God it’s your nose you ugly hag…someone just shoot me so I don’t have to listen to you anymore…”

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