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I Was Not A Jock In High School. I Know, You're Shocked.

If There's One Thing That Everyone Can Agree On, It's That, Right Or Wrong, They Hate The Press.

Christmas Is A Stocking Stuffed With Sugary Goodness.

While Some Of My Closest Friends Were Jocks, It Seemed That They Spoke A Different Language With Each Other. Joining In Their Conversation Was Fraught With Risk.

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