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I swear I hate these things. My infernal computer - a gift direct from Satan, no doubt - got a VIRUS. It ate up very important emails and very bad starts to scripts (which is probably a good thing in retrospect). Apparently, it's a happy little social virus that thought it all in good fun to share my credit cards with the world. In the last 48 hours I have bought a Rolex, made a first payment on a Jaguar, and purchased an unreasonable amount of dog food.
If you make one virus joke...
If you make one virus joke...