Ten days. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Ten more days till that boy of mine comes home. And then Love Fest '05 shall commence. God help anyone who tries to get in my way.
So, no apartment for me. Looks like the Watering Hole isn't going to happen. But, no worries -- we will forever remain: Gunther Likesta Snack!
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Oh, and I want at least partial custody of the child, ie, Roxanne.
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