I can explain ... or maybe I can't. These posts seemed to make sense at the time.
Help me learn to pronounce ...
Good friends are like old socks.
When I got home last night I found Jeremy in our pantry ...
Did I mention it was BROKEN?
I was not on vacation.
Twice in my life I've accepted rides to my hotel from men I met on the plane.
I don't bet "exotics" ...
... her job in life was "to be purely decorative"
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