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Imagine, if you will, that this picture captures a moment in time where Amanda's hands are flopping around like fish out of water, her arms are flailing wildly, and she's jumping up and down screaming as if she was a high-strung caffeine-addicted housewife who had just won a Cadillac from Bob Barker on The Price is Right. Imagine her migraine-inducing high-pitched voice as she shrieks the following....
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OH MY GOD, IT'S RALPH MACCHIO!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! THE KARATE KID IS SITTING DOWN RIGHT NEXT TO ME TO MY RIGHT, WHICH WOULD BE THE LOWER LEFT HAND CORNER OF THE PICTURE YOU'RE TAKING OF ME RIGHT NOW!!!!!! RALPH, I WORSHIP THE GROUND YOU WALK ON!!!!! I'M FREAKING OUT!!!!! RALPH, WILL YOU MARRY ME???????? RALPH??? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO, COME BACK RALPH, I WANT TO HAVE LOTS OF.......[nah, won't go there - we've been down that road before
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