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Saturday, October 31, 2009

Oh, Sweet mystery of life at last I've found you...

If you need me, I'll be in France. I gotta go. There's a huge Tiramisu in them thar hills, and I aim to eat me some.

1 comment:

  1. I'm not really going to France. I'll be home, running around, eating dots and tootsie rolls. Who doesn't love a rainy Halloween?