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	<title>Comments on: Who Needs Reece’s Cups When You Have Chocolate Candy Bars and Peanut Butter?</title>
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		<title>By: Bex</title>
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		<description>Back in the day when we had cats (and I do still love them but just don&#039;t live with one anymore), if my kitty jumped into my lap, nothing would get me to move...  nothing.  I had to sit there still until she decided to leave, but I always felt there was nothing more priceless than having a cat want to sit in your lap...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Back in the day when we had cats (and I do still love them but just don&#8217;t live with one anymore), if my kitty jumped into my lap, nothing would get me to move&#8230;  nothing.  I had to sit there still until she decided to leave, but I always felt there was nothing more priceless than having a cat want to sit in your lap&#8230;</p>
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