There once was a girl
who had a little curl
right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good,
she was very, very good.
And when she was bad,
She was horrid.I come home to find you on the sofa, bare-chested and in jeans, a sight for sore eyes after a long, sad day. I plop my purse down and curl up next to you. I can't resist nuzzling
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Gotta love a little friendly sports bantering. (Especially the kind that ends with you on a guys lap...)
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By the way, I have that article you wanted. Shall I scan and e-mail it? *g*
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You really did? omg, I thought you were ignoring me in my best interests. :p Yes please.
Thanks for the kind replies. I can't believe you are going to print it out. :) That cheers me. This week sucks ass. Thinks are worse than I thought. I don't have much time now, but I might post the cliff notes version for you. I have been sick as a dog all day, bad stomach flu. *cries*
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