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January 9, 2008

PSA #38

If you know the forecast for your day is going to hold jaw problems because you woke up with your teeth clenched, for pity's sake, bring some Advil to work with you.

Posted by oracle at January 9, 2008 12:19 PM in health / PSAs / the fifth year

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