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Originally Posted by sparky
Move to Oregon or Washington. You'll be happy as hell 3/4 of the year, dude.
BTW, I could write you a novel about other major gripes and tragedies that have passed through my world. It's the little stuff that gets me.  |
My chapter (and I BETTER get a FU*KING chapter
) would be entitled:
LUSH - its a high class problem
Confessions of a Southern former beauty queen. "On a bleak [November] morning, I came forth like an echo from the hills of Cochemara, whilst Diedre wept cruel tears . . . . ," wqhich most def. is a better way to say "on the day I was born, it rained"
