Mom and Dad come down on Christmas day. This is a rule as old as time.
Tomorrow is not Christmas day.
That is all.
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Mom and Dad come down on Christmas day. This is a rule as old as time.
Tomorrow is not Christmas day.
That is all.
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You know, sometimes you read something and you just get this sense that you’re seeing the contours of the sex scandal to come.
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I am slowly making my way through the magazine, hoping to find at least little tid-bits about why these songs (which reminds me, the guy who wrote the Fitzgerald piece is Walton Muyamba) and I was about to have to set fire to the magazine after reading Donn Cooper’s piece, which should live in infamy [...]
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This is my all-time favorite Monkees’ song ever, ever, ever. When I was little I used to watch repeats of The Monkees like they were going out of style–which, I guess they were. My cousin M. and I used to sit in my parents’ trailer and play like we were married to The Monkees. When [...]
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So, the Butcher was out in the yard with the dog and the tiny cat, just horsing around and watching the tiny cat rub all up on the dog as is her way. This is not what’s weird. What’s weird is that the tiny cat was, simultaneously, in the bathroom watching me poop.
Which means that [...]
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