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posted by
Offy
on September 13, 2007 at 8:41 AM
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then
but we all do it nonetheless....
posted by
Troosha
on September 13, 2007 at 8:29 AM
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The "style" of this poem brings back bittersweet memories of those birthday cards I used to receive after my grandfather's stroke.
I guess one of the funniest memories of my grandfather was the time
I was at his house and that tied-up man with the gag in his mouth
came hopping out of the closet
and started yelling that HE was really my grandfather
and the other guy was an imposter and to run for help.
Who was that guy?!
Oh, well, never saw HIM again.
posted by
Mademoiselle
on September 12, 2007 at 4:53 AM
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I thougt I was the only drunk on blogit / spinner
posted by
spinner
on September 12, 2007 at 1:24 AM
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Thanjkadnj s Buddy!!!!
posted by
JMO_
on September 12, 2007 at 12:32 AM
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Here, have some coffee, JMO!!
posted by
Antonionioni
on September 12, 2007 at 12:31 AM
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