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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>Alison Rosen - Latest Comments in I love my exterminator</title><link>http://alisonrosen.disqus.com/</link><description>None</description><atom:link href="https://alisonrosen.disqus.com/i_love_my_exterminator/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 10:23:00 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: I love my exterminator</title><link>http://www.alisonrosen.com/2007/08/i-love-my-exterminator/#comment-9448091</link><description>&lt;p&gt;LOVE THE EVA BRAUN LINE!&lt;br&gt;Look what happened to that relationship.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">RICH</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 10:23:00 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: I love my exterminator</title><link>http://www.alisonrosen.com/2007/08/i-love-my-exterminator/#comment-9448090</link><description>&lt;p&gt;The first step is to confront your fear and to attack it head on, so I found this site that deals with bozophobia, and I think I may be well on my way to recovery.  Then again, what do I know. &lt;a href="http://cheesecakeandfriends.com/c-weird.htm" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank" title="http://cheesecakeandfriends.com/c-weird.htm"&gt;http://cheesecakeandfriends...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As far as your love for exterminators, this one may confirm your suspicions or once you see the background, just send you over the edge.  I know, I know, it does not entirely address the furry little rodents that are scurrying through homes worldwide like revelers during a parade, but its close.  &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID;=73404611" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank" title="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID;=73404611"&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only now I can find something that deals with the fear of that little protrusion at the bend of your arm about halfway up or down depending on how you feel that day.  Butter your toast!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Anonymous</dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 15:37:00 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>