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		<title>The Day the Fat Lady Sang</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 19:24:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My wife and I had an argument. She wanted to spend a hundred bucks each on opera tickets, and I wanted to play World of Warcraft. The argument lasted for days, and neither of us would budge. In the end, we compromised. I went along, but I brought my netbook. This story was based on [...]<br /><div><img src="http://fiftywordstories.com/wp-content/plugins/gd-star-rating/gfx.php?value=3.3" /></div><div>Rating: 3.3/<strong>5</strong> (4 votes cast)</div><br /><a target="_blank" href="http://www.gdstarrating.com/"><img src="http://fiftywordstories.com/wp-content/plugins/gd-star-rating/gfx/powered.png" border="0" width="80" height="15" /></a><br />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My wife and I had an argument. She wanted to spend a hundred bucks each on opera tickets, and I wanted to play World of Warcraft.</p>
<p>The argument lasted for days, and neither of us would budge.</p>
<p>In the end, we compromised. I went along, but I brought my netbook.</p>
<hr />This story was based on the titled as submitted by <a href="http://twitter.com/Wo0t">@Wo0t</a> via Twitter.</p>
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