Posted on February 2, 2008 by Aunt B.
I walked up and down the aisles, picking things off the shelf with the casual ease of someone who’s just gotten paid. I was thinking about how my parents would take us to Cub Foods when we were little and each of them would have a cart and they would fill them as we walked [...]
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Posted on February 2, 2008 by Aunt B.
The Butcher cleaned last night (hurray!), even did the dishes (hurray, hurray!), but it means I can’t put my hands on a camera to take a picture of the tiny cat sitting there with her face in my shoe.
I don’t know why anything with a nose would want to put its face in my shoe [...]
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Posted on February 2, 2008 by Aunt B.
So, yeah, we sat around all night and drank so much wine I about couldn’t stand it and talked about who had the most awesomely magnificant penis in the whole blogosphere, large, but not overwhelming; firm, but, well, firm; and your kisses, tender but still manly.
Yes, you, out of all of the men we’ve been [...]
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