What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger.
Were he in my sock drawer, he'd smell like mothballs.
Too late. Now we're missing three socks and his twin brother.
Mebbe it's just time to change her socks
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ReplyDeleteWere he in my sock drawer, he'd smell like mothballs.
Too late. Now we're missing three socks and his twin brother.
ReplyDeleteMebbe it's just time to change her socks
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