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batten down the hatches.... again
we've got our hurricane. dad bought a machete today. because "you never know." yes, daddy. you just wanted a machete. admit it. you got tired of hacking at the bushes with a ginsu knife (your old toy) and decided you wanted the real thing. ~~~~~ p.s. the neighbors are over. we're weathering it together. ha! FIN. 8:43 p.m., Thursday, Sept. 18, 2003 |
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