Read me like a book filled with inkblots
in the search for the truth, nothing is sacred
September 26, 2003
Do ya really think so?
Everone ages, everyone sags, everyone has hair or unsightly blemishes or what-have-you. And honey, everybody's breath stinks in the morning. - Kelley
Posted by notGeorge at September 26, 2003 09:13 PM
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