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DOS & DON'TS

If you're a psychotic murderer who needs to dispose of body parts across town, dressing up as a Godspell unicycle mime on his way to work is a surprisingly good option. The unicycle case will fit the average-sized kid and people tend to assume the smell is just coming from you. Comments/Enlarge | See all


New dads take note. When you work away from home too much and raise your kids on birthday magicians, cartoons and MTV Emo hour you will come home one day to this and start yelling: Sarah, I can't even recognize Kylie any more. Comments/Enlarge | See all






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