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	<title>Comments on: Elbow Grease</title>
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	<description>The Les Becker Blog:  Writer (fiction, non-fiction, story-telling, memories, screenplays, radioplays, lyrics, ghost-writing, magazine articles, tourism and event promotion) and amateur photographer from Northern Ontario.  Looking to escape Northern Ontario.  Rescue me.</description>
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		<title>By: The Burglar Song</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-37160</link>
		<dc:creator>The Burglar Song</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 23:42:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] my F-ing computer told me there was no room for the audio file. I said my Dad&#8217;s Magic Word about then, I [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] my F-ing computer told me there was no room for the audio file. I said <a href="http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/category/waaaaay-back/the-father-chronicles/" >my Dad</a>&#8217;s Magic Word about then, I [...]</p>
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		<title>By: The Les Becker Blog - The Burglar Song</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-32313</link>
		<dc:creator>The Les Becker Blog - The Burglar Song</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2010 01:30:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] my F-ing computer told me there was no room for the audio file. I said my Dad&#8217;s Magic Word about then, I [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] my F-ing computer told me there was no room for the audio file. I said <a href="http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/category/waaaaay-back/the-father-chronicles/" >my Dad</a>&#8217;s Magic Word about then, I [...]</p>
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		<title>By: fun &#38; comedy &#187; Blog Archive &#187; The Burglar Song</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-28852</link>
		<dc:creator>fun &#38; comedy &#187; Blog Archive &#187; The Burglar Song</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 00:53:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] my F-ing computer told me there was no room for the audio file. I said my Dad&#8217;s Magic Word about then, I [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] my F-ing computer told me there was no room for the audio file. I said <a href="http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/category/waaaaay-back/the-father-chronicles/" >my Dad</a>&#8217;s Magic Word about then, I [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Louise</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-23198</link>
		<dc:creator>Louise</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 02:53:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It IS funny. But I&#039;d never want to go back, either!

&lt;em&gt;Les Says:  Brrr!  Me, neither!
&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It IS funny. But I&#8217;d never want to go back, either!</p>
<p><em>Les Says:  Brrr!  Me, neither!<br />
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		<title>By: Mushy</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-23111</link>
		<dc:creator>Mushy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 00:30:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What does &quot;You crept!&quot; mean?

&lt;em&gt;Les Says:  I don&#039;t know, but it&#039;s a MAGIC word.  Be careful with it.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What does &#8220;You crept!&#8221; mean?</p>
<p><em>Les Says:  I don&#8217;t know, but it&#8217;s a MAGIC word.  Be careful with it.</em></p>
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		<title>By: Jayne</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-23080</link>
		<dc:creator>Jayne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 22:46:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Before I started my trade apprenticeship &lt;!--nocrosslink_start--&gt;my Dad&lt;!--nocrosslink_end--&gt; warned me about the tricks and what not so I was able to tell my bosses friend to go buy his own can of tartan striped paint (otherwise I&#039;d have joined you under the table, Les lol).

&lt;em&gt;Les Says:  Tartan-striped paint?  You almost fell for tartan-striped paint, Jayne?!  You could have won this one...  :-)

That said, I have to say that all the little cons made me really suspicious of anything anybody said to me for awhile as a kid...  I remember walking home from &quot;Skate Night&quot; one winter evening and being told by some kids up the block that my house was on fire.  I loudly informed them that I wasn&#039;t falling for it, no how, no way, and getting really, really upset that they would try to pull such a cruel joke...

... and walking around the bend in the road to see three fire trucks in the yard and flames shooting out the chimney.

Yeah.  I have trust issues.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Before I started my trade apprenticeship <!--nocrosslink_start-->my Dad<!--nocrosslink_end--> warned me about the tricks and what not so I was able to tell my bosses friend to go buy his own can of tartan striped paint (otherwise I&#8217;d have joined you under the table, Les lol).</p>
<p><em>Les Says:  Tartan-striped paint?  You almost fell for tartan-striped paint, Jayne?!  You could have won this one&#8230;  <img src='http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>That said, I have to say that all the little cons made me really suspicious of anything anybody said to me for awhile as a kid&#8230;  I remember walking home from &#8220;Skate Night&#8221; one winter evening and being told by some kids up the block that my house was on fire.  I loudly informed them that I wasn&#8217;t falling for it, no how, no way, and getting really, really upset that they would try to pull such a cruel joke&#8230;</p>
<p>&#8230; and walking around the bend in the road to see three fire trucks in the yard and flames shooting out the chimney.</p>
<p>Yeah.  I have trust issues.</em></p>
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		<title>By: cardiogirl</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-23066</link>
		<dc:creator>cardiogirl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 12:10:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Man that hurts. Because it is damn funny as a parent, but sorta humiliating as a kid. But we all know that past humiliation makes for damn good blog copy, don&#039;t we?

&lt;em&gt;Les Says:  It does at that.  Makes me wish I hadn&#039;t burned all those diaries years ago.  There would have been a gold mine of embarrassing moments.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Man that hurts. Because it is damn funny as a parent, but sorta humiliating as a kid. But we all know that past humiliation makes for damn good blog copy, don&#8217;t we?</p>
<p><em>Les Says:  It does at that.  Makes me wish I hadn&#8217;t burned all those diaries years ago.  There would have been a gold mine of embarrassing moments.</em></p>
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		<title>By: Jan from BetterSpines</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-23042</link>
		<dc:creator>Jan from BetterSpines</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 17:54:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey Preston - that reminds me of the left handed screwdriver. And my husband always asks for left handed chopsticks.

&lt;em&gt;Les Says:  I&#039;d settle for a decent pair of right-handed chopsticks.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Preston &#8211; that reminds me of the left handed screwdriver. And my husband always asks for left handed chopsticks.</p>
<p><em>Les Says:  I&#8217;d settle for a decent pair of right-handed chopsticks.</em></p>
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		<title>By: Preston</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-23041</link>
		<dc:creator>Preston</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 17:44:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Great story and really a quite harmless prank. I remember my first time camping with the scouts and they sent me out to the other campers to find a left-handed wind director for the fire. Needless to say, everyone had a really good laugh at that one when I finally came back. (I hated scouts and camping)

&lt;em&gt;Les Says:  Oh, Preston, you poor guy!  Why do they always pick on &quot;our kind&quot;?  The &quot;Genius&quot; kind, I mean?  :-D &lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great story and really a quite harmless prank. I remember my first time camping with the scouts and they sent me out to the other campers to find a left-handed wind director for the fire. Needless to say, everyone had a really good laugh at that one when I finally came back. (I hated scouts and camping)</p>
<p><em>Les Says:  Oh, Preston, you poor guy!  Why do they always pick on &#8220;our kind&#8221;?  The &#8220;Genius&#8221; kind, I mean?  <img src='http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':-D' class='wp-smiley' />  </em></p>
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		<title>By: Karen, author of "My Funny Dad, Harry"</title>
		<link>http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/2009/07/15/elbow-grease/comment-page-1/#comment-23034</link>
		<dc:creator>Karen, author of "My Funny Dad, Harry"</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 11:47:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your dad had a great sense of humor--how funny!  You were a very good son.  Enjoyed reading about your funny experience.  Great that the store keeper went along with it too!  LOL

&lt;em&gt;Les Says:  Actually, I was a mediocre daughter.  I probably would have made a much better son...&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your <a href="	http://lesbecker.com/LesBlog/category/waaaaay-back/the-father-chronicles/"  target='_blank' >dad</a> had a great sense of humor&#8211;how funny!  You were a very good son.  Enjoyed reading about your funny experience.  Great that the store keeper went along with it too!  LOL</p>
<p><em>Les Says:  Actually, I was a mediocre daughter.  I probably would have made a much better son&#8230;</em></p>
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