ha ha, I love it. Dad grabs the rifle, goes out and shoots something. Then comes in and flips the bacon he has frying on the stove.
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Sarah, girl, I think I might need a little help with this Moveable type stuff, because when it gets into the database configuration, it has me all confuzooled.
I have to work 3 to 10 the rest of this week, not bad I suppose. At least I get to sleep in instead of waking up […]
October 27th, 2004 at 11:18 pm
What did he shoot?