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[gawk]

The wake was at Mark’s parent’s house. I was sweating and the heat coming out of the vent was hitting my legs. The dry air combined with my pantyhose was making my legs itchy. I didn’t adjust the vent. I guess I could have moved it to direct the hot air towards the passenger door, but I didn’t think of that at the time. I was thankful for the cold

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[bibigoogles]

<3

[your room is now a home office.]

[anonymous]

i hope the lasagna was in a disposable dish!

[mattalexander]

That was amazing.

I mean it.

[anonymous]

What Bob Dylan song?