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September 21, 2007
How I Fugged Your Mother
I would love to know what stain SO ruined Cobie Smulders' little black dress that she was forced to try and salvage it by stapling a piece of satin to her chest.

Unless she's turning herself into a magician, and a rabbit is going to pop out of her stomach later in the evening. Or maybe she's taken to throwing impromptu puppet shows on a stage made from her abdomen. If either of these is the case, I sincerely hope we'll see an episode of the genius sitcom How I Met Your Mother in which Cobie gets to show off these skills -- maybe a flashback in which a down-and-out Robin Sparkles, having been booted off the Canadian pop charts for the last time, goes to the mall and busks.
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