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March 13, 2009

Jim: Another Boring Workday

Frankie stepped outside and then bent over to tie a loose shoelace. Two powerful bullets whizzed silently past and thudded imperceptibly in the neighbor’s lawn.

He stepped toward his car but decided to walk to work instead. Two more sniper rounds quietly missed. Frankie grinned up at the cloudless sky and strode briskly down the walk, whistling contentedly. He was already well around the corner before his car exploded into a fiery ball.

Despite three more unnoticed attempts on his life, Frankie arrived to work early, clocked in, put on his nametag, washed his hands, and turned on the Fryolater.

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