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Twelve Commas

I hit the ball, dropped the bat, and ran to first base; Hit the bag, tripped, and was called out. I got up, turned around, and got in the ump's face; I gester, kick dust, and I shout. He pointed at me, at the bag, and said son You were out, hit the showers, now you're done Mike Dailey 2/1/12 2nd place in contest

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Date: 2/14/2012 5:29:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in Russell's "Tons Of Comma Fun" contest Mike. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/13/2012 8:08:00 AM
Very good work. Congratulations on your 2nd place win in Russell's contest...................S.Ronthorpe
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Date: 2/11/2012 11:27:00 AM
A great one. congratulations. Love, Joyce
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Date: 2/11/2012 7:56:00 AM
Temper, temper, Mike. Congrats. Excellent piece. Enjoyed. Best to you and yours. Ralph
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Date: 2/11/2012 3:20:00 AM
well you certainly are not out, with this excellent rendering, mike, congrats. harry
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Date: 2/10/2012 5:11:00 PM
Very creative winning work.Enjoyed reading this eve..Congrats..Sara
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Date: 2/6/2012 2:26:00 PM
I could see your anger but not your 12 commas! Dave.
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