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I went to college with one
I agree, I don't think of the dog or Dane Cook or anything else besides the guy I know named Dane. He was a friend of a friend and was your typical American guy I guess. He was a blast to hang out with. It's weird how if we only know one or two people with a name, that's all we can think about when we hear it.
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