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we've all made mistakes, but must we suffer? i make a few minor mistakes and it leads to one big problem... but "i don't really like talking about my flare" for those of you that have seen officespace. i bet when most people come home their parents ask them how their day was and what they learned... but not at the kass household. no no no, i come home to some playful alcoholics playing cards and listening to music or watching television with some one asleep on my couch and lots of strange phonecalls. i'm sure i've told most of you the story when i asked my parents for $5 for a movie while they were playing poker with their friends, and everyone started throwing quarters at me. i borrowed money from friends that night... reckless teenage drunks, oh wait, my parents arent teenagers, they just act like ones.