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Spaghettios With Sliced Us
now, with more us.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Look. I've tried explaining this before.
" I don't like sweet potato. I didn't like it last night, and I don't like it today for lunch. So stop shoving it my mouth and making yummy noises. You just look dumb."
What does she know? She doesn't even know how big she is.
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