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[Jun. 14th, 2010|10:15 am] |
Skwigelf, your husband-spawn is ready to be picked up. He's about four or something right now. I can't tell. He's smaller than Cee, bigger than my son.
Get him out of here. |
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[Jun. 14th, 2010|11:07 am] |
One has to wonder what one's fiancee does when she's away. I must say, however, that in this instance I'm rather glad that I don't know the particulars.
And how are you all, this rather gloomy day? Quite a bit of rain is falling on our beloved city. |
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[Jun. 14th, 2010|11:47 pm] |
Figured I'd apologise if anyone was looking for me. Went to this little place near Oklahoma City to work on my pool hustling. Did better than I thought until I had to break some fuckhead's jaw for squeezing my boob. No, Daddy, he didn't call the cops or whatever, he was too busy crying about getting his ass kicked by a girl.
I'll be home for a while. Need to go ice my fucking hand. |
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