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i know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them.

Friday, January 05, 2007

the truth or something like it

beware blue pills disguised as red.

umbrellas shook in anger, make wet spots underneath.
Posted by Capegirl at 6:43 AM

1 comment:

camera shy said...

they do indeed
they do indeed

11:29 AM

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