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August 27, 2006
Conversation With My Mother
Well, my mother came up Thursday night to drive me to my oral surgery and spent the weekend with me. Together we have being total bums down to an art.
She just left about 45 minutes ago. About 5 minutes after she left my cell phone rang. And this is the question she called to ask me.
"Can you tell me where a gas station is that doesn't have the umcircumsized nozzles?"
Um, yeah. Ok.
Posted by FutureFoodTVStar at August 27, 2006 03:33 PM
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