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#45 [36×365]
Posted by Lessa on May 2, 2006 in this-n-that | ∞
Robert First boy I said I would marry. WTF? I fell in love with your family, and still miss them. Your acne scarred nerdy posessive and dismissive self? Not. Your mom still talks to me – I’m glad.
Morning words of….something.
The Pup, playing with her string, doing the normal bridges and things, suddenly begins to hum: dumduhduhdadadadooda! and says the following: “Look mom, I made a hootchie-cootchie dancer! See, she’s holding a pole and bouncing to the music!” This leads to two questions: ….just WHAT kind of stories did that String Guy tell my kid […]
