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		<title>By: J.S.</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-3#comment-404350</link>
		<dc:creator>J.S.</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 20:46:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You are ****ing kidding me!!!!!!! On that link to the top ten most accurately rated rock artists of all time, I saw that AC/DC wasn&#039;t mentioned at all, and they are like the best.

I did notice that the Beatles were on there too. Whatever.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You are ****ing kidding me!!!!!!! On that link to the top ten most accurately rated rock artists of all time, I saw that AC/DC wasn&#8217;t mentioned at all, and they are like the best.</p>
<p>I did notice that the Beatles were on there too. Whatever.</p>
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		<title>By: cfwp</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-3#comment-390771</link>
		<dc:creator>cfwp</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 14:43:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A few years back, I lost my nintendo ds, which I play a LOT, i freaked out but couldn&#039;t find it anywhere. fast-forward 9 months, my kid sister pulls it out from behind the tv, smiling, says, &quot;i hid it&quot;
I hate her.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Never gets old, NEVER! lol</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A few years back, I lost my nintendo ds, which I play a LOT, i freaked out but couldn&#8217;t find it anywhere. fast-forward 9 months, my kid sister pulls it out from behind the tv, smiling, says, &#8220;i hid it&#8221;<br />
I hate her.</p>
<p>Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Never gets old, NEVER! lol</p>
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		<title>By: Jen Pen</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-3#comment-140897</link>
		<dc:creator>Jen Pen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 07:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1. I&#039;ve lost more highlighters. Once, sure I lost my highlighter, I bought another one. Guess what turns up ten weeks later? My OLD highlighter. I gave it to my brother.

2. Do father-daughter dates count? Best would be me and Dad watching HSM 3 together.

3. I&#039;ve watched Scooby-Doo movies a few times. They&#039;re more-watched than my other DVDs, not counting CSI (cleared Season 1-5, got no Season 6 thanks to a con artist, and currently watching Season 7).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. I&#8217;ve lost more highlighters. Once, sure I lost my highlighter, I bought another one. Guess what turns up ten weeks later? My OLD highlighter. I gave it to my brother.</p>
<p>2. Do father-daughter dates count? Best would be me and Dad watching HSM 3 together.</p>
<p>3. I&#8217;ve watched Scooby-Doo movies a few times. They&#8217;re more-watched than my other DVDs, not counting CSI (cleared Season 1-5, got no Season 6 thanks to a con artist, and currently watching Season 7).</p>
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		<title>By: NYCGirl</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-3#comment-126551</link>
		<dc:creator>NYCGirl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 07:35:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>4)My most-watched movie is also B.t.t.F...but I&#039;ve only seen it a relatively paltry dozen or so times.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>4)My most-watched movie is also B.t.t.F&#8230;but I&#8217;ve only seen it a relatively paltry dozen or so times.</p>
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		<title>By: Christie</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-3#comment-126476</link>
		<dc:creator>Christie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 23:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A few days before Christmas &#039;05 I took my diamond earrings off and put them in the same place I always put them. The next morning I went to put them on and one was missing. I searched everywhere for them, at work, in the sink, in the carpet...and eventually gave up. I ended up having to use some fake earrings to keep the second ear piercing open which irritated my ears and caused them to close up! A year later I was cleaning out the shoes in my closet and in the corner...under a shoe... was my earring! (The closet is right behind the area where I keep my jewelery)I have no idea how or why it was there...but it was and now I can&#039;t wear them because the second piercing has closed up..( I had pierced my ears a second time just to wear them). I have them there in a safe place together and will eventually get my ears pierced again to wear them.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A few days before Christmas &#8217;05 I took my diamond earrings off and put them in the same place I always put them. The next morning I went to put them on and one was missing. I searched everywhere for them, at work, in the sink, in the carpet&#8230;and eventually gave up. I ended up having to use some fake earrings to keep the second ear piercing open which irritated my ears and caused them to close up! A year later I was cleaning out the shoes in my closet and in the corner&#8230;under a shoe&#8230; was my earring! (The closet is right behind the area where I keep my jewelery)I have no idea how or why it was there&#8230;but it was and now I can&#8217;t wear them because the second piercing has closed up..( I had pierced my ears a second time just to wear them). I have them there in a safe place together and will eventually get my ears pierced again to wear them.</p>
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		<title>By: Tamatra</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-3#comment-126397</link>
		<dc:creator>Tamatra</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 18:38:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A few years ago, I went on vacation to the same rental house our family always goes to every summer. As I unpacked, I realized I couldn&#039;t find my brand-new prescription sunglasses anywhere, I must have left them at home. When I got home a week later, I searched everywhere for them, to no avail.
The next year, when my family arrived at the rental house, we began to unpack, and up on a shelf in the kitchen was a pair of sunglasses with a note under them that read &quot;found these in the driveway, do they belong to anyone?&quot; A year later, there was my glasses!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A few years ago, I went on vacation to the same rental house our family always goes to every summer. As I unpacked, I realized I couldn&#8217;t find my brand-new prescription sunglasses anywhere, I must have left them at home. When I got home a week later, I searched everywhere for them, to no avail.<br />
The next year, when my family arrived at the rental house, we began to unpack, and up on a shelf in the kitchen was a pair of sunglasses with a note under them that read &#8220;found these in the driveway, do they belong to anyone?&#8221; A year later, there was my glasses!</p>
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		<title>By: Jamie</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-3#comment-126287</link>
		<dc:creator>Jamie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 22:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1. I got the Swatch watch with the green &amp; orange band and the fish on the dial.  I absolutely loved it.  Until it went missing.  Seriously, 15 years went by, and my Grandma found it zipped up inside a sofa cushion.  I had the battery replaced and it works fine.

2. Worst date, first date with a guy, half way through he told me had &quot;done some time&quot;...date was over then and there.

4. I have probably seen Clue over 1,000 times.  I&#039;m listening to it on my ipod right now.  I know it&#039;s a horrible movie, but I was obsessed as a kid and I suppose I still am.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. I got the Swatch watch with the green &amp; orange band and the fish on the dial.  I absolutely loved it.  Until it went missing.  Seriously, 15 years went by, and my Grandma found it zipped up inside a sofa cushion.  I had the battery replaced and it works fine.</p>
<p>2. Worst date, first date with a guy, half way through he told me had &#8220;done some time&#8221;&#8230;date was over then and there.</p>
<p>4. I have probably seen Clue over 1,000 times.  I&#8217;m listening to it on my ipod right now.  I know it&#8217;s a horrible movie, but I was obsessed as a kid and I suppose I still am.</p>
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		<title>By: Jenna</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-2#comment-126267</link>
		<dc:creator>Jenna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 20:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lost key story, not mine but my mother&#039;s. I was in college and I get a call from my parents asking if I had the car keys. It was for the minivan and I said no but searched anyway. My mom was going crazy, the keys were missing for weeks but luckily they had a spare. 
About a month (probably longer) after the keys went missing my cousin in Florida calls and says there were car keys in the box of baby presents my mom had sent to them for their new baby. She had packed the box and somehow dropped the keys inside. They didn&#039;t mail the box right away and were probably sitting in the trunk of the car while waiting for the box to get mailed. My cousin joked he thought we bought them a car!

When my brother was 2 and I was 11 he watch the Lion King twice a day. I watched it by default.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lost key story, not mine but my mother&#8217;s. I was in college and I get a call from my parents asking if I had the car keys. It was for the minivan and I said no but searched anyway. My mom was going crazy, the keys were missing for weeks but luckily they had a spare.<br />
About a month (probably longer) after the keys went missing my cousin in Florida calls and says there were car keys in the box of baby presents my mom had sent to them for their new baby. She had packed the box and somehow dropped the keys inside. They didn&#8217;t mail the box right away and were probably sitting in the trunk of the car while waiting for the box to get mailed. My cousin joked he thought we bought them a car!</p>
<p>When my brother was 2 and I was 11 he watch the Lion King twice a day. I watched it by default.</p>
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		<title>By: Kevin</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-2#comment-126189</link>
		<dc:creator>Kevin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 10:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have another keys story. It was about 5 days before my lease was up and my keys were due in. I was busy moving all of my stuff from one apartment to another about 4 blocks away. 

At some point that night, I lose my apartment keys, but still have my car keys... which is probably why I didn&#039;t notice the lack of car keys. I went and retraced every single step I took that night, but couldn&#039;t find those keys.

I was volunteering the next day, so I had my roommate try going to the hardware store to get duplicates made. The owner of the store is some surly old man who yells at him and cites all of the codes he&#039;d violated for copying the &quot;do not copy&quot; key. My roommate leaves the store stunned and more knowledgeable about municipal codes.

I come home, find out the bad news and realize I need to A. get a new copy of the key made and B. continue bringing my stuff over to the new apartment.

I set out on A first and go to get copies made. Luckily, it&#039;s not the owner, but a could-care-less-college-kid working. He makes my key in no time. Time to accomplish B. I take a load over to the new apartment, step out of my car, and the first thing I see... my keys. I just burst out laughing, pick em up and continue on my way,</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have another keys story. It was about 5 days before my lease was up and my keys were due in. I was busy moving all of my stuff from one apartment to another about 4 blocks away. </p>
<p>At some point that night, I lose my apartment keys, but still have my car keys&#8230; which is probably why I didn&#8217;t notice the lack of car keys. I went and retraced every single step I took that night, but couldn&#8217;t find those keys.</p>
<p>I was volunteering the next day, so I had my roommate try going to the hardware store to get duplicates made. The owner of the store is some surly old man who yells at him and cites all of the codes he&#8217;d violated for copying the &#8220;do not copy&#8221; key. My roommate leaves the store stunned and more knowledgeable about municipal codes.</p>
<p>I come home, find out the bad news and realize I need to A. get a new copy of the key made and B. continue bringing my stuff over to the new apartment.</p>
<p>I set out on A first and go to get copies made. Luckily, it&#8217;s not the owner, but a could-care-less-college-kid working. He makes my key in no time. Time to accomplish B. I take a load over to the new apartment, step out of my car, and the first thing I see&#8230; my keys. I just burst out laughing, pick em up and continue on my way,</p>
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		<title>By: Kay</title>
		<link>http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/22652/comment-page-2#comment-126181</link>
		<dc:creator>Kay</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 02:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>1. Around September two years ago, I realized that I was no longer in possession of my driver&#039;s license. It was peculiar, but I didn&#039;t think much of it, just downloaded the DMV form to send away for a new one (I attend school 700 miles away from my hometown.) The fee for a new license, however, was $35 which seemed impossibly steep at the time. So the form sat on my desk waiting till I could pony up the cash. While that form sat there, I was hired at a new job driving handicap vans, crashed said van, was in a vehicle pulled over by the cops twice, flew four times, got into quite a few bars. The absence of my license was, to my dumb luck, a non-issue. By the spring, I had pretty much given up on getting a new one. I got a text from my sister in June informing me that she&#039;d found my license wedged between my car seats back home. And that&#039;s how I saved 35 bucks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. Around September two years ago, I realized that I was no longer in possession of my driver&#8217;s license. It was peculiar, but I didn&#8217;t think much of it, just downloaded the DMV form to send away for a new one (I attend school 700 miles away from my hometown.) The fee for a new license, however, was $35 which seemed impossibly steep at the time. So the form sat on my desk waiting till I could pony up the cash. While that form sat there, I was hired at a new job driving handicap vans, crashed said van, was in a vehicle pulled over by the cops twice, flew four times, got into quite a few bars. The absence of my license was, to my dumb luck, a non-issue. By the spring, I had pretty much given up on getting a new one. I got a text from my sister in June informing me that she&#8217;d found my license wedged between my car seats back home. And that&#8217;s how I saved 35 bucks.</p>
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