We made it 23 hours and 42 minutes before a huge argument.
My mother has turned on the passive-aggresiveotron.
It's all downhill from here.
Pray for me.
Send booze.
~sigh~
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- On the list
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- Sew my knees, please
- Awwww
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- 2 more days
- Not the record but...
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- Signature required
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Virtual vodka winging its way through the webz to you. Good luck.
Prayers are being said as we speak.
Have a great Thanksgiving!!
Did you survive?
You mother should meet my mother. :)And we could go drinking together. ;)
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