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  <title>Linz Chai - Plinky Answers</title>
  <updated>2010-02-04T12:25:53-06:00</updated>
  
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    <title>I used to play 'Ground is Molten Lava' as a kid</title>
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            <p><strong>Arms</strong><br />
  My brother and I, socking each other's arms till we were both crying.</p>
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  <p><strong>007</strong><br />
  We'd get into a circle and someone (James Bond) would say "0" and point to a player, then again "0" and point to another player, and when Bond would say "7, bang" and pretend to shoot a random player.  People on either side of that target had to raise their hands as soon as Bond said "7".  Good times.</p>
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  <p><strong>Ground is Molten Lava</strong><br />
  We'd throw pillows on the ground and jump on them haphazardly, pretending the ground was molten lava.  We had to do the melty lava dance if we touched the ground. </p>
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    <title>My and my Pygmy Hog (or Red Panda)</title>
    <updated>2010-01-28T12:39:35-06:00</updated>
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  I would get a pygmy hog or red panda.  I would sleep with them and feed them bits of apple.  They would try to steal my food, and we&#39;d wrestle for the last crumb.  They&#39;d defecate all over the house, and I&#39;d just smile and say, &quot;oh you!&quot;  I&#39;d probably get evicted due to the noise, the stink, and the fear of infestation.  Then I&#39;d live on the street with my pygmy hog or red panda, and make them dance for food money.
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    <title>When I realized I was a grown-up:  money woes</title>
    <updated>2010-01-28T12:36:24-06:00</updated>
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  When I received my first utility bill - one that I was solely responsible for.  I cried.
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    <title>When I get home, I put on my jail dress</title>
    <updated>2010-01-28T12:35:22-06:00</updated>
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  I want maximum comfort when I veg.
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    <title>My first job: childcare</title>
    <updated>2010-01-28T12:34:31-06:00</updated>
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  I babysat in high school.  I made about $10 an hour.  I was horrible at it - the kids adored me, but I was completely irresponsible and ate all their food.  
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    <title>In defense/criticism of my vice: Gluttony.</title>
    <updated>2010-01-28T12:33:14-06:00</updated>
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  Food.  I was born and had this strange instinct to survive...so I ate.  But it evolved into an unholy enjoyment of all things rich in fat and cholesterol.  I want to quit for the same reason I started eating in the first place - to survive.
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    <id>http://www.plinky.com/answers/82993</id>
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    <title>The Great Division Between Neighbors</title>
    <updated>2010-01-28T12:31:34-06:00</updated>
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  I know one of them by name, and a couple of them by faces (both their faces and their dogs&#39;)...but beyond that, I don&#39;t know any of them.  We&#39;re separated by more than just walls.
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    <title>I'll live anywhere as long as it's close to family</title>
    <updated>2010-01-28T12:28:58-06:00</updated>
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  Home is not a home without family.
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