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Tuesday, September 16, 2008
homie don't play
I wanted to tell her she owed me a beer (the one my predecessor left me in the fridge when he exited was somehow missing when I arrived)...
...though in retrospect, I'm sure there were a lot of things she would like to "tell" me.
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