...the world becomes more saturated.
Presented without coherent comment:
wood divorce my wife/10
Can she play the underwater theme from Super Mario Brothers? Would she like to marry a cheap wino? I would listen to her play the accordion all day. Better than listening to my wife nag me to put my dishes away or complaining about how I haven't done laundry enough. Man we could waltz around downtown and stare off at the blue skies...
le sigh...
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Sunday, August 26, 2012
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