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		<title>Rise and shine rub the sleep out of my eyes</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<img src="http://sixf00t4.com/wp-includes/images/caticons/memories.jpg" width="122" height="92" alt="" title="Memories" /><br/>In the summer of 1996, my family took a trip around the country in a Winnebago.  Along the way, we stopped at Mount Rushmore.  In the middle of the night. I was asleep as we rolled into the parking lot.  I&#8217;m not a quick one to rise, so by the time everyone was heading out [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://sixf00t4.com/wp-includes/images/caticons/memories.jpg" width="122" height="92" alt="" title="Memories" /><br/><p>In the summer of 1996, my family took a trip around the country in a Winnebago.  Along the way, we stopped at Mount Rushmore.  In the middle of the night.</p>
<p>I was asleep as we rolled into the parking lot.  I&#8217;m not a quick one to rise, so by the time everyone was heading out to see how close they could get, I was just coming to.  In order to catch up, I had to go as I was;  in my underwear.  I was a newly converted boxer man, and I wasn&#8217;t afraid to show it.  We all strolled up in pajamas and such, right up through the main souvenir concourse and gazed at the giant faces carved into the mountain.</p>
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