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My name is Bill West, and I'm a programmer for a respectable software firm. When I was in high school, I had a crush on one girl since the very first day I laid eyes on her. Her name was Jill Smith, and she was a cheerleader - Not to mention a concieted bitch. Well, I finally worked up the guts to ask her out, and she laughed in my face. I was so embarassed, I wet myself, and from that moment, I knew I had to get revenge. A few days later, I was in my Babylon 5 chat room with my buddies, and someone mentioned these raptor eggs. Before I knew it, I had one in my possesion. I fed it, nurtured it, and raised it like it was my own offspring, as if I had given birth to it myself. When I felt it was ready to help me get revenge on Jill, I set it loose during her cheerleading practice. I owe it all to my raptor!
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