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My Recipe For Dealing With Anger And Frustration: Set The Kitchen Timer For Twenty Minutes, Cry, Rant, And Rave, And At The Sound Of The Bell, Simmer Down And Go About Business As Usual.

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Aim High, And You Won't Shoot Your Foot Off.

If My Jeans Could Talk, They'd Plead For Mercy.

Every Time I Go Near The Stove, The Dog Howls.