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	<title>Comments on: Bye Bye Best Buy</title>
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		<title>By: Size Does Matter &#171; Ramblings of a 21st Century Digital Boy</title>
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		<description>[...] From Melancholia [Digital Boy]&#8217;s Â got one 60 inches big. Jealous? Yes. Thou shalt not covet your neighbor&#8217;s&#8230;oh, but I want it. If his TV were a woman, it would have double D&#8217;s with tight denim shorts and the overwhelming desire to invite me up for coffee. I weep each time I walk into his house. Yeah, yeah. He&#8217;s got the great wife, the beautiful kid, a nice home. But I could care less about that. It&#8217;s that f*cking TV that I long for. [...]</description>
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