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No, 42F Wasn’t Her Bra Size

Written on May 19, 2005 – 2:00 pm | by Stacy |

Another Lost thing you all (y’all? all y’all?) already noticed but hey, I’ve been busy today:

Jack’s seat was 23A…Hot Chick Everyone Except Me Seems To Recognize’s seat was…42F.

Yep…two more of Hurley’s lottery numbers.

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