So 2008, you're half-over. And I'm taking no more shit from you. No bad medical stuff. No more natural disasters that affect my roof or basement. No more threats of lost jobs or lack of promotions due to the economy or mergers. 2008, I've taken quite enough of you. No more crap. Period. It's time you bucked up and gave me something good. Because you're officially on notice.
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