I've clearly given up.
I've got nothing.
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"It's over for us. If this oil comes ashore, it's just over for us," Rowell said angrily, rubbing his forehead. "Nobody wants no oily shrimp."
"Oh, That Wifey!"
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My dog.
5 comments:
I'll Follow The Contractions.
We Can Push This Out
Why Don't We NEVER EVER Do It In The Road Again.
The Fool NOT On The Pill
Here Come The Son
The Long And Winding Birth Canal
LaboUr Day.
Or you're in labor and too distracted to write a proper blog -- how much are you dilated? Congratuations to you and the mister!
I bet the baby will look like Hoagy.
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