Okay, I thought I wanted to stay with the rabbi's daughter, but now I don't. She's nice and pretty and everything, but I don't like mama packing up stuff, and I don't like her leaving. So, I take it back. I don't want the rabbi's daughter. I want mama. I'm calling the airport now. NO to mamas leaving with suitcases. Just. say. no.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
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