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		<title>LIQUOR STORE</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[We went to another Los Angeles Angels game last night but I couldn’t concentrate. I kept seeing the Texas Holdem Bandit at every turn. I just pictured him coming after me. The Sox lost again. I felt Joe was disappointed but didn’t say anything. I wish I could be more like Joe and not worry [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: black;">We went to another <a title="LIQUOR STORE" href="http://www.mbtickets.com/mlb/los-angeles-angels-of-anaheim.html">Los Angeles Angels</a> game last night but I couldn’t concentrate.<span> </span>I kept seeing the Texas Holdem Bandit at every turn.<span> </span>I just pictured him coming after me.<span> </span>The Sox lost again.<span> </span>I felt Joe was disappointed but didn’t say anything.<span> </span>I wish I could be more like Joe and not worry so much about people trying to kill me because I am a witness.<span> </span>I told Joe to be careful.<span> </span>He promised that he would be. This morning, I went over to Donna’s house and picked up her Tazer.<span> </span>I told her about the Texas Holdem bandit being out of jail and she was glad to give it to me.<span> </span>I then went to the liquor store and talked to Don.<span> </span>I told him about the bandit escaping and he said he was ready.<span> </span>He pulled out a 22 from under the counter.<span> </span>“They’ll have to pry my gun out of my cold dead hand,” said Joe, a lifetime member of the NRA.<span> </span>I decided to get a bottle of Jack Daniels for my neighbor, Mike.<span> </span>Don looked at me with suspicion but I ignored him.<span> </span>Even if this was for me, I would deserve it.<span> </span>Armed with my tazer, I found myself looking over both shoulders as I walked out of the liquor store and heading back home.<span> </span>As I got out of the car, I walked towards the house and felt someone grab me from behind.<span> </span>It was the Texas Holdem Bandit.<span> </span>Before I could get out my tazer, I whirled around and hit him in the head with the $22 bottle of<span> </span>Jack Daniels.<span> </span>He was out cold.<span> </span>Once again, I was being hailed a hero for capturing a criminal.<span> </span></span></p>
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