AN OUTRAGEOUS WASTE OF TIME AND TYPE
These two pieces slammed into John's cheek, but other than that (and a few slivers of glass in Millie), we were unscathed. That deer better know who he's messin' with next time he sees us barrel past in our almost-new-looking, fancy minivan.
Spun by Abigail on Thursday, August 03, 2006
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