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This is not what it looks like

Heather B. Armstrong | 03 . 22 . 2009

Last night we were watching The Funny Show, and once again our laughter caused Chuck distressing anxiety, this time manifesting itself in his desire to hide his face. The nearest place was the space between Jon’s crossed legs. Now neither one of them can run for office because who is going to believe that explanation?

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