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Sunday, October 11, 2009
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I'm a forest dweller who finds time for professional sports and community theater.
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I'm a forest dweller who finds time for professional sports and community theater.
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- Good For Her
- Songs I Never Hated - Part 14
- The Animals Are Scaring Me: An Illustrated Menager...
- Trust Issues
- Let It Snow
- Another Evening Of Bad Choices, Coming Soon To A S...
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15 comments:
If you shovel by hand, you might get your wish.
I take it this isn't backstage at a David Lee Roth show
It has so far not reached Nowhere, Pennsylvania, where I am staying in a motel.
The duvets are a sickly gold colour. Maybe I will take a picture.
Maybe next time it will snow duvets!
Oh no!!! No snow!! No!!!!
GLOBAL WARMING IS A HOAX!!!!
Von is channeling Dr. Suess.
As fish sarcastically posts the type of comment I've been forced to wade through for the past three days on our local newspaper's website.
As fish sarcastically posts the type of comment I've been forced to wade through for the past three days on our local newspaper's website.
Between that and his one-upping you in business travels, I'd say it's about time to open up a good ol' can of whoop-ass on Dr. Fish.
Also- no need to send weather this way. Feel free to keep all snow to yourself.
I am happy that I have my southern place to escape to.
Stay warm and dry
I guessed as much, which is why I said it...
Snag, you and me ought to VISIT the good fish....
I believe we could CONVINCE him to behave better....
Yeah, Zombie, I believe we could drink him into submission.
I am here to test your beliefs.
I used to think Seasonal Affective Disorder was a hoax. Not any more.
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