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February 22, 2008

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Ava

I would have to say "Dig" as in "I'm about to go dig myself out of this fucking snow," but Duct works fine for me. Hang in there, sweetie.

Cath

OH GOD--I hated that!! It seemed liked that was the only time I got kicked in the boob by little (strong) legs--when I had a plugged duct. And when it finally moved on, I would gush milk all over the place. I never thought I would be relieved to be covered in milk. Good luck!!

Shannon

I thought maybe for duct tape as in "Baby, if you don't stop crying I will duct tape you to the radiator while I take myself to the pub."

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