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Thursday, January 06, 2005

Drumming up business

There's a bawdy old song, sung to the tune of "My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean:"

My mother sells used prophylactics
She punctures each one with a pin
My father sells cut-rate abortions
And my! How the money rolls in!

Evidently it's not purely sick humor. It's a business plan for Planned Parenthood.

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