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September 05, 2010



Let a hundred flowers bloom; let a hundred schools of thought contend...


Related story: my dad's class at school got up to some mischief while the teacher was away. When Miss Baker discovered (whatever it was), she announced that she was going to parade the entire class and wait for the offending party to come forward. They stood there in silence....until one of them yelled "Miss! It wasn't ME!" and they all got detention.

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