I loathe my father-in-law. I said it, and I'll say it again: I hate Clive Thompson. Clive is the current bane of my existence. He's like this terrible, cranky, foul-mouthed ogre who lives in the basement, pooing on everything. His goal in life seems to be making others as unhappy as he obviously is. Having suffered a stroke over ten years ago, he
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