A note - this is my bed. And it is stripped so I don't have to sleep on Dixie hair tonight. As soon as she left, I made it, MOTHER.
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We must move forward, not backward, upward not forward, and always twirling, twirling, twirling towards freedom.
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Wandered over from Feministe (mainly because I was curious about your blogger name - Matt Groening fans unite!) and all I can say is damn, you have some cute dogs.
Thanks!
Futurama's coming back next year on a cable channel... yes!
Yeah! I can't wait.
I should break out my DVDs sometime this weekend.
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