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The Programmer is out late tonight at a parents-of-sped-kids meeting in BotHell (suburbia). Home alone, me. <3
Some clickes for you:
berry pickers report sasquatch sighting in northern Ontario. from the cbc, no less. <3
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machineplay: +3 flower of deoderization. (if you don't want to hear about menstrual-type things of a general nature, don't click. But it's funny.)
Some clickes for you:
berry pickers report sasquatch sighting in northern Ontario. from the cbc, no less. <3
From my most awesome girl
machineplay: +3 flower of deoderization. (if you don't want to hear about menstrual-type things of a general nature, don't click. But it's funny.)
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that is TOTALLY NUTS. I wonder what sort of life you have to lead to staunchly believe that a) tampons are seriously easily forgettable and b) omg, a pretty flower growin' from the cooterus will make all the ladies happy and end all our problems forever!
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provided with a tampon?
This vagina, when menstruating, would rather be provided with many champagne-based drinks and fluffy pillows...
Also, is it just me, or did he completely fail to imagine what a pointy plastic daisy would feel like smushed up against one's bits? Ah, okay, he did. I can tell you the sensation would not improve morale.