backyard crowing
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the text message read: \"Sry bout that.\" Uh huh.
So, he's in the doghouse for the rest of his life.
What a motherbitch!
No! Pussy!
(For him, from me at least...)
Oh, well. At least I know the truth now, loud and clear. I feel like such a girl sitting here in Amy's Ice Cream, pissed at some guy who does not like me. I KNEW I should never have come.
- tuesday, Jan. 28, 2007
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