I totally crashed when I got home from work last night, which means I flaked out on the Bikini Bakesale. Spuh on me. I wanted some boobie cookies and phallic shaped pastries! I don't actually own a bikini so I had pulled out my old lifeguard uniform--whistle and all--and was all set to wear that to the party. But no, I was logey and headachey and
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b) Love, love, love the new icon. haven't turned on the cartoon network in a while, tonight may be the night.
c) see my post i'm about to ... like ... write.
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not being at the bikini bakesale can either be a plus or a minus, depending on how eager you might have been to see dirty marty in a one-piece swimsuit, bahahaha!
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