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February 03, 2008


crockpot lady

I totally saw the arrow as phallic. And apparently pointing that out in front of my parents and grandparents isn't considered very classy.


My wife swears that Sparks lip synced the National Anthem. Evidently she gets nervous even before non-performances.

Going Like Sixty

Arrow into heart is phallic? Oh jeez, Edith, stifle. (Keeping with the ancient history theme)
What day is February 14? You need to stop traveling so much!


Oh, Prince in the rain. That sounds sublime.

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