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July 21, 2007 in Pissy | 2 comments
Some days you’re the bug.
Some days you’re the windshield.
Unless you’re me…then you’re always just the bug.
*sigh*
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Marti on July 23, 2007 at 10:21 am
But you’re a brilliant and beautiful bug!
Bobby on July 26, 2007 at 7:31 am
And hot! PROSECUTOR STARE!
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