Thursday, Dec. 23, 2004 - 9:23 p.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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The 12 STI's of Christmas La La La!!!
OK, turn the sound on your computers and get ready to sing lalala!
Now you may go back and read about sad doggy toes. (they seem to be better now but we'll see when we next go for walkies within the hour.
BTW Onewetleg... where did my little collapsable menu bar on the bottom left of my screen go where I could adjust the volume and all? Dang! I NEEED volume control! Did you see it leave? zoom zoom??
Gonna cut the bottom off the crooked Christmas tree now... I got it for $20 instead of $28 for crookedbottomness. hehe.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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