I kind of wanted to title this along the tune of the Sesame Street song "Because the Bad Man/Dom/Queer/Tranny Person/Dyke is a person in your Neighbourhood". Hee hee hee. Okay. There, I said it anyhow
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If your purse is so small it could hid under a made bed, I am insanely jealous of you. My purse is like a suitcase -- filled with "what ifs" (glasses in case my contacts rip, extra make-up just in case, hairbrush and comb) ... I wish I could minimize, but I just can't! :)
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