Friday, December 17, 2010
There is a bird on the train.
Posted by .Nicotine.Queen. at 11:44 AM
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- And so the battle begins.
- Security blanket.
- Not a joke gift.
- Southern Snow
- Right before he ran after a squirrel
- Christmas threw up in my parent's living room.
- There is a bird on the train.
- A present for airport security.
- The perfect cure to a sad day.
- Was seriously judged for my reading material.
- Twas the night before SantaCon. . .
- Magic Crack.
- No wonder it snowed this morning.
- A big tree.
- Hello, Lady!
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