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<rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Disqus - Latest Comments for MojoFilter</title><link>http://disqus.com/people/d29e58a23a78660c3e8bb9f8a8519c53/</link><description></description><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 03:32:50 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: noodad    &amp;raquo; One Way to Change a Diaper</title><link>http://noodad.disqus.com/noodad_raquo_one_way_to_change_a_diaper/#comment-1741666</link><description>Whoah, whoah, whoah.  Slow down a minute.  What is this vaseline on the anus business and why has nobody told me about it?!</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">MojoFilter</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 07:57:52 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: noodad    &amp;raquo; One Way to Change a Diaper</title><link>http://noodad.disqus.com/noodad_raquo_one_way_to_change_a_diaper/#comment-1741669</link><description>That is spectacular.  If only they made vaseline jars big enough for me to sit in.</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">MojoFilter</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 11:24:07 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: noodad    &amp;raquo; Napping Between Dumbo and Cinderella</title><link>http://noodad.disqus.com/noodad_raquo_napping_between_dumbo_and_cinderella/#comment-1742346</link><description>You know, the title of this post pretty accurately describes how I seem to remember spending most of my college years.</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">MojoFilter</dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 09:13:33 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: noodad    &amp;raquo; The Predad Dictionary Part 1: Vagina</title><link>http://noodad.disqus.com/noodad_raquo_the_predad_dictionary_part_1_vagina/#comment-1742477</link><description>Ok, here\'s the one thing that really took me off guard.  I was ready for the blood and the slicing and the pooping but what made me feel a little nuts: the tubes.  Just before she was ready to blow, she had all kinds of tubes sticking out of her and going off in different multi-colored directions.  There was one to monitor the baby, different catheters and who knows what else.  I think one of them was a tube connected to a bell so that when a car drove over it, it would ring.  All this coming from the mysterious darkness I put so much effort into exploring just months before.  I couldn\'t be sure if she was having a baby or Cthulhu was trying to climb out.  And nobody warned me.</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">MojoFilter</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 03:32:50 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>