You don't know me bitch. Get lost 'fore I kick your ass... Bitch?... I ain't make no mistake unless it was being born.

You don't know me bitch. Get lost 'fore I kick your ass... Bitch?... I ain't make no mistake unless it was being born.
P. I like Mr. Wicher. I pretend he my husband and we live in Weschesser, whereever that is. I can see by his eyes Mr. Wicher like me too. I wish I could tell him all the pages in my book look the same to me, but I can't..
Lord Jim wrote: I suspect that it's a safe bet that no one here knows the answer without looking it up...
PRECIOUS: Together, these homo ladies talk like TV channels I don't watch. I'm glad Abdul here to listen in on 'em tho cause I know they smart.
Last week, I dreamed that I made cassoulet for Dad... and he hated it, of course...
Lord Jim wrote:Big RR's clue did it for me:
A: This fog's as thick as peanut butter!
B: You mean pea soup.
A: You eat what you like, and I'll eat what I like!
Ahh. I love this Christmasy time of year. Especially when everything is running happy and smooth, like it is this season. Nothing like that year of the big snow storms.
I want to be your girl, that's what I want for Christmas.
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