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7.31.2008
9:30 a.m., feeding time.
Me: We work with a bunch of milk-a-holics.
Jess: Why? No milk left for cereal?
Me: No- and it's only Thursday!
Jess: We do go through a lot of milk here.
Me: It's like working with a bunch of baby kittens.
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